Grandparents are a beautiful blessing and I always learn so much from them, how to appreciate and really see nature, how to notice sunsets, how to go for long, woodsy walks, how to write long, newsy letters that make you feel like you’re there experiencing fresh crisp air with them. How to speak Urdu, read Urdu, appreciate Urdu, and write Urdu letters. How to appreciate the red marker edits on your Urdu letters, fix the errors, and write a new letter full of hope. How to brew tea, how to serve and present tea, and of course how to sit and talk, and just be present in the small moments of life.
And an article about my other inspirational grandmother who passed away here.