We are a small tightly-knit Indian community here in Denver, an extended family of sorts. We take collective pride in the accomplishments of our children, cheering them on with subliminal messages embedded in parental banter. It, therefore, hits us hard when things go wrong, socks us between the eyes, leaving us numb to the unbearable pain that is bound to follow.
Rest in Peace, sweet Yamini
1995-2009
1995-2009
It's hard enough to go to a funeral but how does one go to a funeral of a child?
Life is far too short, far too fleeting and far too unpredictable. Instead of leaving a comment, please hug your child or a loved one.
11 comments:
Dearest Manisha, I'll do both. And I'll hug you too next time I see you. Peace. xxoo
I wish I had enough words to console..life is so cruel at times!
My heartfelt condolence.. Too sad to hear this..!
Oh Manisha, what sad news! Hugging my kids was the first thing that came to my mind; will have to wait till they come back from school. Sincere condolemces to the grieving family and hugs to you too.
I am so sorry, true what you say, it is difficult to go to a funaral but then when it is a small child .
Love and hugs to you and the small childs family and freinds.
Oh, that's just awful. I'm so sorry, honey. Hugs.
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Am thinking about A more than ever.
I'm so sorry Manisha.
Mamatha
Baaprey! How did that happen, I cannot imagine the pain of her parents :(((
So Sorry to hear about it Manisha!
I came to your blog from nablowrimo. I am so sorry to hear. I just posted about the death of a friend too and it's painful. My condolences.
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