And then there were two!
We just got back from the airport after waving goodbye to granny and bro. It has been an amazing 70 days with family around. And now the house is silent and just the smell of the parotas we had for lunch is in the air. It feels strange, it feels weird. I am so scared how I’ll survive. This is from the gal who spent 3 full years by herself, managing the household, cooking, cleaning and everything in between. Now it is so tough for her to imagine coming back home from work and not inhaling the wonderful aromas, the sounds of some stupid tamil serial blaring away, KA typing away on the computer. It is tough to imagine how the laundry will get done and ironed, trash taken out at right times, the floors swept and mopped, it is tough to imagine weekends without them, without planning for something to be done. It is going to be tough hitting the grocery stores without them. I cannot imagine lunch breaks at work without sharing the food with KA and laughing. It has been just 70 days with them in Houston and it is tearing me apart….
I know we should be grateful we had such a wonderful time and enjoy the memories but it sure is tough for me. Now it is just back to us with all the stuffed toys in the 1500 sq feet townhome…..
Hoping bro and granny have a safe trip to India. Their flight is in another 30 minutes and I am sure they have boarded the flight by now.
Miss you mom, dad, KA and granny! Can’t wait for your next visit here or our visit to India.. whichever works out earlier!
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