I had lunch with Nu, tea with JG, din with Big A...
And went line dancing at the Shuffle with a tableful of friends... where I was proudly sharing Amma's photos and telling stories about her childhood and celebrating her recovery...
I'm guessing now that's around the time she passed away in her sleep.
She would have loved knowing that a whole tableful of people were talking about her.
I can't believe I will never see my Amma again.
How can that be?
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