Rain and cold followed me to the East coast but later on it became so pleasant and sunny that it became hard for me to leave. But really, when the interviews were done and the fun time was over, I secretly wished to go home. I began missing my family. All in all it was a very good trip. My daughter and I went through the medical school tours together, made some friends, saw interesting patients and above all got acquainted with the relatives and their children.
We stayed up into the wee hours of the night, sang songs and laughed until our voices went hoarse. It was just like going home. We loved every moment of it. The best part is the love for each other, the unity in our family, kindness and soft corners in their hearts.
Family is such a blessing. Parents, siblings, grandparents, the extended family members, and the cherry on the top..cousins. I saw my daughter bloom among them, they loved her and she loved them back. The aunts and uncles hung at her every word, praised her when she sang and prayed for her success in the interviews. She made new friends in her cousins and enjoyed every moment with them.
I also noticed one very important relationship--between grandparents and their toddler grand children. At a time when a person becomes old, week, fragile, stubborn, dependent with a bad breath and not so good looking; it is always these toddlers who find them strong, attractive, funny, communicative, attentive and dependable. In Urdu there is a proverb that a child and an old person are alike...so true, they are and they love each other. They find love, comfort and solace in one another. I love both faces of our childhood, the young and old.
Cold front met me in Wisconsin on our return but a warm welcome from my family made it comfortable. Life is beautiful with its ups and downs...
Live it, Loving it.
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