The comfort called “Family”

I always felt comfortable about being Miss Independent, until I needn’t have to be!!

I never realised the comfort of having my brains switched off!! I never understood that calmness when you have someone to do the thinking!!

When I had lost faith in love, when I thought I was just fed by the notion called love due to the craze I have for romantic fiction, when I accepted that love is just an euphoria shown on screen or in words of great writers, when I had taken up the reality that the fuzzy feeling probably never happens in real life, a man walked into my life through very unexpected ways and proved me all wrong!!

He made my fantasies come true without even having me tell him what I dreamt of!!

He brought back the fuzziness in my life  and the blush on my face!!

He understood things when I opened up my deepest fears!!

He supported me to be better for myself!!

He uplifted me when I felt low!

He brought back hopes I had long left!!

He took off burdens off my shoulder when I didn’t even tell him to!

He pampered me like a baby when he didn’t even need to!!

He taught me things I didn’t know without belittling me!!

He never left me without attention, he reached out even if he was busy just to let me know he’s busy so that I don’t overthink.. 

He made me replace my travel time from music to just being with each other over call despite having just said Bye in person two minutes ago!!

For a broken finger, he and my son competed with each other to shower me with care!!

He made me a part of his routines!!

He made me a part of his future!!

He not only calmed me, offered me a sense of safety to finally let my guards down, but also did the same for my son!

He stood up to responsibilities that wasn’t his to begin with!!

From sending me sweet nothings to affirming his love daily, to getting me goodies just knowing I’m craving it, from bringing flowers to late night conversations, from supporting my dreams to being my strength when I’m weak, from pushing me when I’m lazy to calming me when I’m worked up, from being the man I felt happy being around to a man I see my next five decades with!! This man has proved that fantasies do come true, you just need to find someone who is willing to put in efforts for you!!

And seeing him, my son has upped his game too!! From feeding me to reminding me to take my medicines on time to asking me how my day was at the end of the day to taking responsibility of the pets and plants to being responsible himself!! How my son has evolved and emulates the man of the house, in a good way!!

Ages ago I was told that I’ll have husband and child that dotes on me, well I did get the child but the partner didn’t so I felt that was just partially true!! But now it’s become completely true and I can’t stop gushing about it!! I just hope I don’t jinx my own happiness 🧿

Forever grateful

I am blessed with the best in life!!

When I felt alone; I was blessed with the best companion I could ask for!!

To my chaos, he became my anchor!!

To my mess, he became my comfort zone!!

To my rebuilding, he became my corner stone!!

To my overthinking, he became my calmness!!

To my pain, he became my joy!!

To my anxiety, he helped me breathe through it!!

To my difficulties, he became sacrificial!!

To my doubts, he became my clarity!!

To my struggles, he became my confidante!!

To my travels, he became my next seat!!

To my adventures, he joined hands!!

To my life, he became my partner in crime!!

And my little one suddenly has filled in such big shoes!! And just the thought of him growing up fills me with pride and happiness and a mixed pang of pain that he grew up too fast!! And I missed his childhood in the struggle to build a life!!

But he’s the kindest, gentlest, mature and understanding kid anyone could ever get!! I can’t stop gushing about the immense blessing he has been!!

Broken Family

People always refer to kids of single parents as kids from “broken homes”.. Every-time I hear the term, it brings a pang of pain since that’s the reference for my son too!!

A broken home is a home that has no peace.. a single parent home is a home that has chosen peace over the contemporary notion of family because you know that the best thing you can do for your child is give them the peace and love they deserve!!

A broken home is a distorted place.. it’s a place that’s filled with chaos and loudness!! And it’s seldom there in a single parent house.. it definitely has its share of chaos but overall there’s laughter and a sense of security!!

The world around makes the child grow up in an environment that keeps pointing out that s/he is growing up in a wrong space since there’s one parent absent.. The kid probably would never have felt anything missing in their lives until people keep repeatedly pointing it out to them..

To make the “broken” house not so broken, it needs everyone around to tie their hands in support of such parents.. they’re trying real hard to do a two person job single handedly, so if you can’t support that endeavour, atleast don’t pour water on their efforts!! Their kids are their main reason to keep them afloat, don’t destroy their self-esteem..