Category: Summer
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Summer 2024: Rediscovering Joy
Tomorrow, the new school year starts in my corner of the woods. With it, comes the predictable change in routines. Waking early, packing lunches, the morning mania and the eventual quiet that is cherished. This summer has been unusual in many ways. We started the end of school with a trip to the beach that…
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Another Summer In The Books
I walked back home after watching my youngest board the school bus for her first day of fourth grade. What was most noticeable was the absence of the sense of excitement I usually have on the first day of the school year. Ambivalence. I think the term ambivalence can sum up my existence for most…
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Summer Of Impatience
Laddu runs into the study as I sit, brows furrowed looking at my incomplete book proposal wondering what on earth am I signing up for. She holds out her old Halloween costume, a faded Olaf. “Amma, akkas are playing dress up. How could I dress up?” I am tempted to correct her but I smile…
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Of Summers And The Slowing Of Time
She stands on the wooden floor, her eyes large and brimming with tears. I scoop her up and place her on the island. “I don’t want you to come down after I sleep,” her voice quavers as she voices her fears. I press her close to me wondering how to reassure her that it does…
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A Journey In Pictures
Sometimes pictures bring to life what words can’t. So, here is a glimpse of the places we went and the sights we saw.
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The Last Days Of Summer
“Amma! Amma! There are eggs near the slide!” Pattu’s face is flush with excitement as she runs to me. I am at the patio door, half heartedly keeping an eye on them. I walk with her to see these mysterious eggs. They lie hidden in the grass, white, oval, spongy almost and small. Deciding to…
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The End of Summer
It occurred to me at the beginning of August that I probably should start sorting through the kids clothes assessing what to keep and what to throw. I let the thought slide. There are four more weeks before school starts. Plenty of time right? Wrong! So, here I am with a day to go before…
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Letters to my daughters – Books!
This summer is in its last throes. Like a last gasp before the chill steals in, the air is oppressive. The three of you are cooped up in the house. Between pretend play, a million cries of ‘I am bored’ and ‘Can we watch TV?’ we have managed to spend more than eight weeks together.…
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Halfway mark
I am at the sink rinsing, soaping and loading dishes into the dishwasher. Saathi is leaning on the counter, Laddu in his hands. Ammu and Pattu are at their table playing with their playdoh boxes. The playdoh is long gone but the boxes provide endless entertainment. I glance at them and notice Saathi doing the…
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Ready and raring to go
Time flies. It sure does. It is soon going to be fall. The summer of 2012 has sped past leaving no memories in its wake. At least not the kind of summer memories I had hoped to create with the two of you. No beach trips. No visit to the Zoo or Sesame place. Not…