Today I wore mum’s saree. Just a traditional drape… nothing different, nothing modern, nothing strange. A simple black and white paper silk saree that always made me smile. It felt right. It felt like wrapping the love of mum around me. I miss you mommy. I miss you so much.

Jay’s absolutely natural, fantastic reaction to my saree. So many people complimented me. Judy, Louise, pretty much all my church folk. How I wish the people who were closest to me actually took interest in complimenting me. Or even noticing me. 

Missing my family when I dressed…. the little things.. like helping me with pleats or telling me that my saree was too high. I reached church… and as I was walking in, Shilpa set my saree… just like my cousins would have. It made my heart hurt with joy. I am away from my family… and I have found my tribe.