25th July 1962
My Amma turns 55 today and the more she ages, the more worried we get. It gets even more worse when you have lost a parent. I never thought I would feel this. Everyone would feel in such way at one point but I never expected it to be now. Death has become a sensitive issue for me, personally. But we as humans only will realise it once it's too late, once they are gone from our lives. When we feel the loss and pain of a person so close to us and that's when we would value the living ones more because we can't bear to lose them too. It will break us in a most unimaginable way. Even though I am broken, I am strong and I am strong because of my Amma. At a young age we had to go through a broken family and now, the loss of my Appa where none of us have recovered from it yet, but if we have turned out well then the entire credit goes to my Amma. This woman raised us to be independent, responsible, and a strong individual. She's the only reason why I'm still here and we a