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My heart is heavy | Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles
I have a heavy sense of sadness today. My neighbor’s husband passed away. The strange thing is – it is not like we are oh-so-friendly with them – they are not in town most of the time. Yet, when they are – and we happen to see them or meet them – we are very pleasant with each other. Nine years ago, when we moved into the condominum we live in, their kids were studying in college. The whole family accompanied us on the annual picnic organized by our building committee – and I remember what fun it was. They live on the floor below ours and whenever the lift wouldn’t work, and we’d come up the stairs, we would pass their door and the moment she – let me call her N – saw us, she would offer a sip of water and definitely cuddle Vidur (my ten year old son). Friendly lot. Well – about 6 years ago – her son committed suicide in the US -he was in his early twenties. N was broken – I mean – they were such a close and loving family and this hit her pretty hard. Just as she was recovering …