The new year has been ushered in. Year 2014 is the thing of the past. But, I am still reeling in the joys that 2014 has been. My mom visiting from India! The best of the reasons why 2014 will always be dear to me, however, is the gift that arrived at the very end of the year. Yes, He is here! We are a family of four now! Sounds so clic.

On a Wing and a Prayer. This post is my contribution to Child Sexual Abuse Awareness Month. Kudos to the amazing people working towards this for the second year running. Too many of us know this story too well. Too many have known the mortification of unwanted hands going where none had gone before. Too many of us were still children, young boys and girls. Not so young that this was incomprehensible, but not old enough to understand what it would do to us.

I keep telling myself the last time I posted was in September. This post is primarily because I dislike loose endings or leaving things in mid air without any notice. So, I owe it to whoever reads to give some updates. From being unwilling, scared, nervous to leave, .

Thinking of sunny days and all the positive thoughts I can, sitting in the hospital with my very ill sister this morning.

The Life and Times of an Indian Homemaker. Practical Ways to Love Grieving Parents at Christmas. Bereaved parents feel increasing pressure as the days count down toward December 25th. Everywhere we look families are celebrating togetherness and happy moments. Our hearts rejoice for each home that has a full table and an unbroken circle.

A third set of grandparents and a recipe for fruitcake. There were always two things on the table at N16 a spray of fresh flowers and leaves from her little garden, and food. The kitchen was hardly ever silent food was always being made. Or being eaten! All my memories of her are associated with food. Something for an after school snack. Something for the way home. Next, the main course warm.

And my heart turned to mush when I saw him off at the bus today. The story no one shares. More so this year than o.

What my friends have in common. I have some pretty awesome friends and I sometimes wonder what they see in me. Do you think grad school is an indicator of something beyond knowledge in a field? It probably indicates at least some level of geekiness. So, what do you think? August 11, 2015. He was a bit of an idiot, to be honest. Not sure of his life nor of his work.

For whom the bell tolls. Asymp; Leave a comment. Which is exactly what they say on the ads, and at least in my case, it does work like that.