November 2nd, A day of Rest and Reflection and Sizzlers
When you Rest after a hectic, busy- keeping Diwali days. Then the silence and the rest sinks in, and you feel it in your body, heart and mind…R.E.S.T such an essential recharger…
Could feel the need for it, after days and days of trying to be B U S Y..
A lovely Mother Daughter dinner at a very very old Sizzler Place, was that recharger, and that connect we were missing.. The only thing we could talk about was Papa(Have been there with him, sat in those chairs with him) and his memories and how much he loved, and how much love he took with him, Celebrated, cherished and connected- that's how he left.. Such a beautiful way to go…
Thank you dear Old time Sizzler, you ignited so many memories…
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