A Part of Me

9 months of holding you inside; a part of me growing inside me

1 year of holding you in my arms; still a part of me, outside me

Few more years of holding your finger; still a part of me walking beside me

Years of craving for enough room on the bed to sleep; still a part of me sleeping soundly beside me

5-6 years of deep cuddles in bed when we feel inseparable once more; still a part of me connecting with me at the end of a long day

8-9 years of shut doors; me waiting outside for that part of me to find me

Decades of waiting at home for that part of me to come home to me sometimes

Grown up children often say, “Why don’t you pick a hobby or a job to keep yourself busy? Why don’t you work for an NGO? No one can complete you! You have to try and complete yourself! “

What can I say? They are parts of me, outside of me, trying to break their connection with me. And they are trying to teach me, how to complete myself!

That’s the cycle of life I guess! I too, pushed my Mom away when I wanted to spread my wings. I too, coached my Mom on how to complete herself without me. I too, am a Mom myself today!

That is the cycle of life! That is how it feels like to see a part of you, away from you, happy in their own world! And guess what, that’s the best feeling in the world for a Mom! No second thoughts about it.

Cause, no matter where you are and how you feel, you will still be a part of me!