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Granny's Patchwork of Love❤️

"Your Grandmother would've been proud of you, if she were here today"

This is something I often hear from my family and relatives. She passed away when I was in Grade 8 and I miss her more as I grow older because now I understand what values she imbibed in me 

My Grandma was a Social Science teacher and a Principal in a Government School, and my source of inspiration & guidance. She was an angel in disguise who taught me how to care. She was a spiritual person who believed in God and treated everyone with love and respect. 

She always said "You never know when you are interacting with an angel, so be kind and generous always". 

Since she passed, all I have is her fond memories, her valuable lessons & our laughs and giggles. 

One particular thing she asked me to take as an advice as an oxigen canister in this fast spreading virus borne world. 

That was -"Don’t ever let your ice cream melt while you’re counting someone else’s sprinkles.” 

I have been thinking about it quite for long . It is easy to get caught up in what other’s have that we do not – that car, that house, those shoes, that job. Sometimes we look to our peers’ and colleagues’ abilities and think we are lacking. What do I know?! I don’t have the skills to do XYZ!

And let me admit, I feel that way too at times. And especially when I looked at my peers having a very organized and well planned life and career laid out in front of them, and I didn't.

Because from the very beginning I had been a person who enjoyed simple pleasures that life had to offer, and face life as it showed up. It's now that I have a work life schedule and am settled that I realised that it doesn't really matter if we have a life plan or not. Because sometimes we are blessed with things when we are least expecting them.

I reflected on my own skills and abilities each day, realising that the starting point to effect change in world may be realising that we have something to offer it. Our existence does matter. We are worth it.

So, Rejoice in your own blessings 💕. Be grateful for all that God has blessed you with. 

There are times when we see other people happy & successful, but then, What I’ve come to realize is that life is hard for everyone, no matter how great it may appear here. ❤️

How about we look at other peoples celebrations, victories, moments, and see them as examples of people who in spite of life’s challenges are able to find rays of light 🌟 in their current situation. 

And then, take that encouragement and do the same with our own sprinkles! 🙌🏻

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