Rain nourishes. Sun grows. The rainbow takes its role. The sun shines bright after every rain to let the life soar.

The moment of beauty is yet to come!

Patience, hard work & every pain will pay off. That’s how The Creator has crafted the creation, everything working together for the precious!

A gentle push. A small step. Little energy. Just that much more is enough to reach the destiny. Every small step, every small win counts.

A little reality from my niche – Those little eyes, looking with all charm, patience, & excitement used to wait for me at the daycare. I would be very tired after my whole day at work. Morning hustles, office drama, professional dedication, the passion for career and a small home to cuddle down. These were my days when I used to work full-time while running the show as a mom & home-maker. Spouse supports with all his might. But, MOM is mom. The roles & responsibilities for Dad & Mom are individual.

4:50 pm! The bell to run to the little one at daycare who is waiting the whole day to spend the few hours in his 24 with his people. All tired and full-of guilt, drained, but that happy face cheers me UP!

No extra hands to help being in a foreign country. But, every step counts. The cuddles, a little quality time, a quick dinner, a bed-time story, wind down… But, the guilt still persists in my mind. Did I do enough for my kid today? Is he fed well? Is he happy? Was everything good during the day, while away from us? Did we have a quality family time? So on, the list goes….

Things are little easier in this era with a lot of appliances, technological development etc. So, how did our mothers do it all back then?

These moments, my mind travels to my childhood.

In my home country (India), I still remember those days when the little me used to wait for Amma (mom) to finish all the chores for the day. Those days when I used to sit in the kitchen doing the homework while my mom prepared the food, sometimes near the traditional, manual, stone grinder (Aattu kallu in Malayalam) when she was grinding the rice & lentils, late at night, for dosa/idli (fermented foods in India) for the next day.

How did she do all that? How do moms have such super powers? Comfort, care, warmth, nourishment, strength, beauty, all in one word – MOM.

Today, when guilt builds in me, for not spending those 2 minutes more during the play time with my little one, or no playtime at all, I count the every small step, every small win and sleep cuddles me. Reminded, grateful, for every step our loved ones took – and that we are able to take – for our children.

Thank you God!

MJ.