This child?My mother?My child?

This post is probably going to be as confusing as its title.
Today,as I was putting Aadi to bed,I was thinking of my mother. The reason being,my glasses.Many many years ago,a routine eye exam revealed that I was near-sighted and needed glasses.I was very upset and didn’t find the glasses very appealing.Like a normal,almost teenage girl,I thought the glasses spoiled my looks,and would shy away from wearing them,most of the time.Its another story that because of my vanity,I am almost blind now.Anyway,my mom would keep reminding me to wear my glasses.If I was lying in bed and reading,holding the book too close to my face,she would ask me to sit up and wear my glasses.It was like she was my glasses-police.
Over the years,I outgrew the vanity and realised that the glasses are not so unbecoming after all. And though now,I use contact lens when I go out,most of the day,I wear my glasses.Sometimes even go out wearing my glasses.Now at home,Aadi is my specs-police.She just doesn’t let me take off my glasses.Even compliments me,when I put them on.Its her almost crazy obsession,that makes me think of my mother..It was like my mum’s goal was to make sure I wore glasses all day long,so as to “decrease my power”.
As I lay in bed,cuddling with Aadi,helping her fall asleep,she snuggled up to me and called me by my childhood name and its not the first time,she’s called me by that name.The only people who ever call me by this particular name is my parents,and occasionally my aunt.My dad,and aunt haven’t addressed me by this name in front of Aadya..then,how I wonder does she know this name?And if its just a name of endearment,that she created,why doesn’t she use it for the DH?
I was still thinking these thoughts when she fell asleep.I sneaked out to the kitchen,to grab a glass of water.And what do I see on the kitchen window?A pale brown butterfly.At this time of the night! What is so special about the butterfly,you must be wondering.They say and we believe,that when a departed soul,of a loved one,is hovering near you,they appear in front of you,in the form of a butterfly.We,i.e.,my family started sighting this butterfly after my mom’s death..any time,there was a family gathering, or on important days,like birthdays,festivals,exams etc..Every time,we,the DH and I, moved into a new place,the butterfly was there to welcome us.When we had to do the unexpected road-trip,when I was 3 months pregnant..the butterfly was sitting on our windscreen,when not even a bird or insect was seen.And it was freezing outside.Call me crazy,call me superstitious,but when I saw the butterfly tonight,unknowingly,the first thought in my mind was,”Hi Mom!” ….And I had to write this post.
Somehow,it just explains,the unexplained peace,the unexpected closure to my mother’s death,that Aadi’s birth brought me..It also explains,why I never felt alone,when I was all alone,in the inital days,after she was born and the DH was stuck in work..It all makes sense..It does really.

Posted on April 26, 2009, in IndusLadies Contest, Mom, Pipetty-ness, random talks. Bookmark the permalink. 35 Comments.

  1. It seems absolutely plausible to me, Mimi!

  2. Goose pimples. You may be superstitious, but this is how we find peace ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. ๐Ÿ™‚ it must be such a surreal and comforting experience.. God bless your mom’s soul wherever she is..

  4. goosebumpy post! hugs to you..

  5. wow! such a warm post mimi..Hugs…

  6. You brought tears to my eyes. I can understand how much relief Pipette and the butterfly visits are giving you. That’s the beauty of the unexplainable.

  7. god bless you lady…and may the butterfly be looking over you all the time! :)hugsabha

  8. Goose pimples! My first thot was…no way! And then I thot, why not! So how is Pipette?

  9. Wandering Mind..!

    This post has made me teary-eyed. :)) Hugs to you!!!

  10. Of course it happens ๐Ÿ™‚

  11. Hugs everyone ๐Ÿ™‚ really..

  12. I got so emotional after reading this post….god bless you and your little family ๐Ÿ™‚

  13. beautiful sonal

  14. I really got goose bumps reading this post. God bless you and yours, Mimi.

  15. Sensible person experiences such repeated occurrences. MIND & THOUGHT has also existence in this universe, unlike our three dimensional physical existence. INTENSE THOUGHTS materialises by such experience. Only fortunate people have such ability in their destiny. Remember MOTHER is always blessing you!

  16. Mamma mia! Me a mamma?

    The reasoning is absolutely spot-on! We all need to believe and keep our faith alive…

  17. Sou. Kaumudi Nalawade

    Your experience shows that Motherโ€™s love is eternal next to the Divine Love! It descends, showers in your need, whether you remind her or not. It is there always protecting you with your Pipette!

  18. Sou. Kaumudi Nalawade

    Your experience shows that Motherโ€™s love is eternal next to the Divine Love! It descends, showers in your need, whether you remind her or not. It is there always protecting you with your Pipette!

  19. beautiful……. and yes the lil angel is mom to us .. u knw this and i still wanna tell u u r the most lovely person i hv in my life and i love u more than ever for becoming mimi to me and pipette both … hugsssss and love ๐Ÿ™‚

  20. Very touching. It’s a circle of love; ‘n our faith lets us see it … stepping out of circle of time into circle of love.

  21. bird's eye view

    goosebumps all the way. yes, it is your mom ๐Ÿ™‚

  22. God bless you, Mimi and Pipette. Hugs.

  23. Pipette's Mimi

    Munchkin’s Mom-hugs..and thanks.Meera,Pooja-ThanksPratap Kaka-Thank you,I am glad I shared it with you.M4-Yes,faith is what keeps us going,na?Kaumudi Atya-Yes it is :)That’s why I say the Pipette is my strength.Thank you for commenting,it means a lot to me.

  24. Pipette's Mimi

    Truptu-Thanx baby,love you alwaysGuli-So beautifully said.BEV- hai na?Mummyjaan-Thank you..good to hear from you again ๐Ÿ™‚

  25. The last round of voting has commenced. The score board is open for viewing. Do activate your network. Poll at Indus Ladies ends at 10 p.m. Indian Standard Time.May the best Mom

  26. I know how you feel when you see the butterfly.I get the same feeling when I see a small songbird on the windowsill. It’s my sister dropping in to say hello and make sure we’re alright.Beautiful post. Hope you win

  27. a very heartfelt post ๐Ÿ™‚ and what lovely stream of thoughts you have woven in the story.

  28. seems like an old post but showing in my post as a new one posted soem 4 hrs ago. this brought a lump in my throat. hugs to u n aadya. my hubby feels our momo is his mom’s way of tellign us she is around cos momo it seems does a lot of things in the same fashion as his mother used to do.

  29. Hugs long as you feel peaceful doesnot matter if you are superstitious or not.

  30. hugs dear… i have goosebumps

    to hell with superstitions life is all about what u feel and u shared what u felt…


    super tight hugs again

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