“Unfortunately, we belong to a club of people who have lost loved ones”’, was a comment a friend made to me years ago. I struggle, every day, with the loss of my parents. While my Dad was the patriarch, my ‘Ma’ was the glue that held our family together.
Ma was a simple lady, yet tough as nails. She made many sacrifices so we could have a world-class education, and every opportunity to succeed. She was the buffer when I was in trouble with Dad, and never failed to slip me extra ‘pocket money’, when I was broke. While she never had a formal education, she managed our home with a zero margin for error. She was a ‘neat freak’ – a quality that was inherited by some of my siblings, but not me.
As I think of her on her birthday, the pain of her passing is still raw and the hole in my heart will never be filled. The only way I can honor her memory is by being a good father and a good husband. And maybe a little bit neater with my ‘stuff’.
Happy Birthday Ma – Hugs for you and Dad.
About Hemant Rustogi
I can understand the pain and the void……today the 16th of dec is also the death anniversary of my mom who left us 14 yrs back…… but Rusty I always feel that though not physically present , she is with me always …..yes but at times we do wish they were close to us in our moments of joys and troubles….and so that we could hug them and tell them that they meant the whole world to us………