Being Coco's Mamma!

Heed to that Voice Of Conscience

For It Shall Never Let You Down

Even when you'll feel...

You've got no strength to carry on.

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Like water, universe flows in perfect harmony; just like a strength of a mother is in giving.

A mothers palm are universes gift, for they hold Gods breathings.

Water is soft it makes way even through rocks, chisels, ingrains even through every fall. God rested when he made a mother for he put his heart in her so that the waters of life would sing & murmur.

It's a gift to be a mother if you've experienced this love; that God whispers through His every breath for your carry his heart that quenches all thirst, without holding anything back

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Yesterday I saw a few skin rashes on Coco as his bath was long overdue & since Atul is travelling for the month & for me to drive long distance to the grooming place where we usually take Coco is no longer an option.

It's unimaginable how a person like me who was so independent 18 years ago, now I weigh & calculate my every move.

Whether I should walk 5minutes more or just lay off.

Through this autoimmune disease I've experienced such body downfall, where since 2008 I've been more & more home bound. A life where I'm dependent to step out of the house only if Atul is around.

It took more than an hour to bathe & dry him, while I got breathless & once again my right hands nerves have irritated badly making me unable to use my hand.

Yet! I'm the strongest only because I'm a mother to Coco, for this instincts that id do anything for him, helps me sail through tough times of this illness & gives meaning to my life

As Cocos mamma I'm this water of life; who even through a failing body breathes a calm air; for God placed all his strength in a mother only in her giving, so that he could rest!

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Copyright: Meghna/2019