Conversation with my four-year-old:
Amma, please don’t grow old.
I asked: Why?
Then she said: Because then Amma will die. Bayee don’t want Amma die. Then who will take care of Bayee. Bayee want Amma with me. Please don’t grow old, Amma.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
Moments like this reminded me what truly matters.


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