As a number of people have already said, "hope" is the word I want to use here too. I'm a gardener and have lived in a lot of different places. I am always trying to create a garden for myself to wake up to - what a beautiful gift to your grandmother who had (and no doubt would) endure so much. Thanks Reena!
Thanks so much dear Emily! That’s such a lovely comment and thought. Gardens are the ultimate representation of life and its vagaries and hopes. I bet your garden is beautiful.
"discover a summer garden with fruit-laden trees behind the house — a sight that would bring joy for years to come" - these words felt a breath of fresh air and a beginning of another long hopeful journey. So beautiful how you create a feeling experience in such few words.
Beautiful. People don’t realize just how many refugees there were around the world in ‘47. Looking forward to reading more about your grandmothers plight.
Thanks Paul. Yes it sustained them for a while. I think about how little it takes - if we allow it - to find hope against life’s devastation. Appreciate your thoughts...
As a number of people have already said, "hope" is the word I want to use here too. I'm a gardener and have lived in a lot of different places. I am always trying to create a garden for myself to wake up to - what a beautiful gift to your grandmother who had (and no doubt would) endure so much. Thanks Reena!
Thanks so much dear Emily! That’s such a lovely comment and thought. Gardens are the ultimate representation of life and its vagaries and hopes. I bet your garden is beautiful.
Thank you so much Reena, yes, yes. I think my garden is beautiful, and it is a work in progress.
"discover a summer garden with fruit-laden trees behind the house — a sight that would bring joy for years to come" - these words felt a breath of fresh air and a beginning of another long hopeful journey. So beautiful how you create a feeling experience in such few words.
Thank you so much Pragalbha! Appreciate that so much.
Beautiful. People don’t realize just how many refugees there were around the world in ‘47. Looking forward to reading more about your grandmothers plight.
We forget history at our own peril...
Indeed! Thank you Carissa! ❤️
So poignant. Hope leaves and hope arrives again. Lovely, Reena!
Thanks so much 🙏❤️
Can't wait to read the rest. 💕
Aww thank you Lalitha ❤️
Imagine waking to that glorious garden and the hope that must have swelled inside them at that point in their journey! Beautiful, Reena!
Thanks Paul. Yes it sustained them for a while. I think about how little it takes - if we allow it - to find hope against life’s devastation. Appreciate your thoughts...
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True. So well captured Reena. Gopal Dham with all its happiness..❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Beautiful! I can understand why your grandmother is an inspiration to you.
Thanks Mads! Yes.
An incredible story, what a brave woman she was! You write beautifully.
Thanks Georgia. Appreciate it so much.