She left for another world six years ago today but pops up intermittently to check up on all of us. Recently I felt her presence as we negotiated those treacherous roads in India. Now that I am back she came in and landed on the wall just so, a treasured and beloved symbol of my sister Niki ...
In remembrance, though not really needed, and more in celebration of my nieces who will delight in seeing this, the eldest (her daughter) talented like her mother, the middle one a true survivor and fighter, though her auntie would tell her to enjoy a little more, and the youngest about to pop new life.
From her and us for them in fluttery, feminine, translucent abandon.
From her and us for them in fluttery, feminine, translucent abandon.
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