Welcome to our Garden of Eden,
where the pitter-patter of tiny steps will form the wings on which our spirit soars,
where innocent words will linger delicately in the cool evening breeze,
where warm smiles will stoke the fire on cold wintry nights,
where vows of undying love will form the foundation of eternal celebration,
welcome my son, welcome to our Garden of Eden.
this was written for ahaan when he was born. he graced us and is gracing us still, in ways that are inexplicable. we thought we were his parents and tried to do everything for him but it’s turned out that he’s the one looking after all of us. we are just so glad that we left no stone unturned to make him comfortable while he was here.
to all parents out there – give your all to your kids. nothing else matters. you won’t even realize when they’ve grow up & left their nests. the time is always now. listen to them – don’t just hear them. they are full of wisdom and clarity. trust us. we’re living what we are saying. there is no greater treasure than your kids & all they really want is your time – nothing else…think about it!
we are eternally grateful to ahaan & armaan for choosing us to be their parents.