Missing and missing

It's been months since I wrote on the blog. It's hard to remember and harder still to forget. It's been weeks since I went to OKR and that troubles me. It's just that going there you realize that something big is missing. I feel bad when Dava asks if I am coming and I say I can't. Anyway I have promised myself that once the house work is done I will go more often. Every time I go to the house or do something for the house I want to take the phone and tell you about it. Then I remember you are not here. It's so sad. There is so much I want to tell you. Like today I have completed 6 months in this new job. You would have been so happy that this job is not stressful. I would have had more time for you. Anyways you did what you had to do. After Shanthi told me about the dream she had of you being so happy I was happy for you but I was so sad for myself. It's a selfish need to have you here but I have been so used to it. More than 50 years. So it will take another 50 years at least to get un-used to it!