Radha Raju Radha Raju

Falling in Love with the 2 BEST souls

I owe it all to them !

I know whatcha thinking 💭 One more blog about love, huh 🤔 Yep, one more reminiscence for the books. I can’t think of anything better that makes life worth living. Can You ? 🧿 Let’s go 🏇🏾

How often do you realize that you Love your parents ? When I say realize, I mean take a moment to hold that thought, go down spiral of your life 🌀 and stay there for a few moments. What’s your very first memory of you being a baby or a child ? Don’t go with the imagery of stories you were told over these years growing up. Think hard, a little harder if you have to until that memory flashes before your eyes and brings a smile on your face or a tear down your cheek. That’s where I start and want you to as well. 

My journey began when I was little, curiously watching a crow family perched on a fencing wall in front of our home. Among the group was a baby crow, and I walked closer to watch it being fed by its mommy. Little did I know, I was stepping into their space. The next thing I remember is being chased by another large crow, which sent me running as fast as my tiny legs could possibly carry me into my mom's outstretched arms, ready to protect me. This is my earliest memory of my mom. And then a million more have been added till date with tons more to come. As a matter of fact, her ever loving and caring heart is so etched in me that even now as a supposedly grown up individual, anytime this big scary world upsets me, my first instinct is to yearn for the comfort of my mother’s womb because to me, there is no place like it 🤰🏾💓.

Coming to my dad, I’m no exception when it comes to the saying that a dad is a girl’s first hero. The icing on the cake for me is that mine is a superhero 🦸🏾‍♂️. The calmest, quietest, most thoughtful person happens to be my dad. What more can I ask for ? Fast forward a few years from the close call with the crow, and I’m brought to first memory with my dad. . It still is so fresh in my mind that if I close my eyes I can almost feel the wind on my face. I would sit in the front when my dad drove his Bajaj scooter 🛵 with my mom at the back. There was this long road which was my absolute favorite with merely any traffic. That’s where he would let me take the handlebar and pretend as if I was the one driving. I was so little and so naive that I would believe I was indeed doing it. The pride, the joy, the unexplainable happiness I felt “pretend driving” my parents, I don’t feel it today when I’m actually driving them around in our car 🚗. Though it might sound like it, I’m not complaining; I’m just Thankful I have such wonderful heart-filling memories to cherish.

Then came all the growing up, learnings, adolescence, moving away to a different state for work, flying off to a new country just because, finding love, getting married, yada yada…Through all of this, though, it felt like the space kept expanding from the size of Rhode Island to the entirety of North America, we still were connected well within this extremely powerful stretchy bubble that wouldn’t pop 🤛🏽.

My constants 💗

Life came full circle with babies in the picture. God, what a difference it makes to have parents who graciously balance caring for us while loving the little ones ! And on top of that, they do their absolute best to stay on the sidelines, letting us raise our babies the way we see fit, even though they have so much they want to share and have seen done. They just Give, keep giving - emotionally, physically. . And not to forget, they even befriended a pup because he means so much more to me than just a pup 🐾. The list just goes on and on. Being in the middle of all this, on the receiving end of unadulterated love, is when I had my newfound realization. The realization that having my parents around while raising the little ones, that is Luxury in its truest sense. That is what I’m Thankful for, today and every single day 👨🏽‍👩🏽‍👧🏽💞

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