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Moment of bliss

My weekend was hectic. I was drained. Physically and emotionally. Yesterday I was feeling low, so I sat at my sewing Machine to finish a few pending attire in serious need of mending.

I opened my pouch and a million clothes jumped at me, crying for immediate care.

My hands and eyes landed on an unfinished Skirt, my mom had put together for S. When she came here last month.

The day had arrived, I lovingly unfolded it, took the matching thread spool and bobbin, sat at the machine with a good song playing.

I finished the skirt while humming to a song. …

My mom had brought a pretty silk shirt and a cute hat.

Ta-da. I put it all together.

I smiled my widest Smile after a day of emptiness.

You never know how God sends smiles.

But I know one thing, my mom was involved. I love my mother more than I know. I need her more than she knows. She is indeed God sent.

So I believe, every time I smile, my mom has a role to play.

And I see, every time S. smiles I play that role too.

Sigh, such philosophy behind a simple stitch.

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