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Monday, September 23, 2019

Thought this was lovely

Thought this was lovely
Your Mother carried you inside of her womb for nine whole months, she felt sick for months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell and her skin stretch and tear. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and even a simple task like putting her shoes on was a huge struggle for her. She suffered many sleepless nights while you kicked and squirmed inside of her and while you demanded that she scoffed junk at 3am, she then went through EXCRUCIATING PAIN to bring you into this world. She became your nurse, your chef, your maid, your chauffeur, your biggest fan, your teacher, your agony aunt and your best friend. She's struggled for you, cried over you, fought for you, put herself second for you, hoped the best for you and has driven herself insane with worry for you but never has she asked for anything in return because she loves you and did it all on love alone! Most of us take our Mums for granted but there are people who have lost or have never even seen theirs. If you have a loving Mother who did all of this for you, you are very lucky, never devalue her worth because one day, you'll wish you hadn't!
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Sunday, September 22, 2019

An advice to older parents !!!

An advice to older parents !!!
Attachment in Detachment (beautifully expressed - real life experience)
When my daughter, the older of my two, wed and left home, I felt a part of me gone.
With a daughter and a son, I know what both mean, differently.
When she was in her teens I felt as if she was my "physical extension" !
So when she left home to set up her own, I felt I lost a limb.
Next time she came to stay with us, I was astonished how her priorities had changed.
We too must've given the same shocks to our own parents !
When she said Amma,
she meant her mother-in-law, not me!
I felt she was always in a hurry to go back to her house and not stay with me for a few more days.
That was the first time, it dawned on me that I have to start practising detachment with attachment.
Two years after my daughter’s marriage, my son left for higher studies to US.
Having experienced a child's separation once, I was better equipped emotionally.
I plunged head long into various classes held in the city starting from vedanta to healing to ikebana -
I just wanted to be away from home..since my husband was a 24/7 workaholic.
My son used to write how he was missing my home cooked food, how he was waiting to come back to live in Chennai with us ...
After a few years, he did come back and we got him married.
He started living separately with his wife and we were also happy that they wanted to be independant from the beginning...
But now, it was all changed !
When in the U S, he missed my cooking, now if I called him to come over with his wife for a meal, it was always some excuse like "oh, amma, we have other plans for the day, please don't mistake us if we don't drop in today" !
I could see that his priorities had also changed completely..
We talk so many things and give so much advice to others, but when it comes to our own children, acceptance comes very late. Our next step is to just leave them undisturbed
in every way.
It was at that time, that I made the following, my 'new profile'.
In all my relationships , rather interactions, I give my best and do my best to live up to what I say.
My attachment with them is complete.
However, I remain detached in the sense that I do not expect them to reciprocate my affection.
Most importantly, I make a conscious effort , not to interfere or pass judgements on the lives they choose to lead.
My concern for my near and dear ones will not fade with my detachment.
If you let go of the ones you love, they will never go away –
this is the beauty of attachment with detachment !
I have learnt to love and let go.
This dictum has developed tolerance in me.
When I let the people live the way they want to, I learn to accept them for what they are.
Most importantly ,
I learn to tolerate the world around me and this tolerance brings in me a sense of peace and contentment.
I ask God to guide me in being loving, compassionate, tolerant and understanding when I interact with others.
If a person wants to share a thought or concern with me
I want that person to feel comfortable to do so.
I want to remain peaceful and approachable to others.
Before I speak, I pray to God to give me the right words so that I express myself clearly and with consideration to others.
Since both my children live in Chennai, I follow this very strictly, you know why !
Now I have realised that we start growing mentally much more only after the children leave the house and we have to tackle the emotional vacuum, that arises, along with age-related problems .
I find this is the most testing period for a woman, as well and emerging successfully is a slow process.
I specially dedicate this post to my friends, who are totally dependant on their children's lives, to nurture their own selves emotionally.
Please develop your own intersts, hobbies etc, however mundane they seem to be..
We must learn
To love whatever we do
instead of
Doing whatever we love !!