After Forever

I guess leaving (the before and after of it) is always really busy, but I do have to apologise for not writing at all in the month of August. My last post is over 50 days old- the first time in three years I stayed for so long without blogging.

I’m in college now and settling in fine. I’m happy here to say the least- I love the place and the people, and I can alreasy call some of them friends. Of course I miss my old friends from Kathmandu, but life, as Robert Frost and I say, goes on. (Btw, there’s a statue of Robert Frost very near where I live. yay!) I hadn’t really missed home all that much until today. I really became emotional the day I had the conversation with Baba when he told me he really missed me, but today was much worse. It started with missing Preeto and Priyanka (because I was using a bookmark that Preet had given me with a message on the back), and went on to Ajju and Jyoti, Shristo (who doesn’t have a facebook anymore), and PD. And it avalanched. You know, just grew bigger and bigger like an avalanche. (Miss Piya taught me this metaphor while we were reading a book in first grade.) 

So then I bumped into a song called “Don’t Forget to Remember Me” by Carrie Underwood, and listened to it. And cried. And cried. And cried some more. All I had to say to get Aama, on the other end of the world, to start crying was “Ma, I miss you.” And then she called and we both cried. I miss her. And Baba and Loki. But I coming here was a dream come true. Also, I know I’m not alone. I have wonderful people around me (and a few friends I’m starting to love), wonderful friends scattered all over the globe, a special someone I can always count on, and a family who has my back, no matter how far they are. I’m truly blessed.

Here’s the lyrics of the song I cried listening to,  so that you (if you still stop by my inactive blog) can have your share of salty tears.

18 years have come and gone
For momma they flew by
But for me they just drug on
We were loading up that Chevy
Both tryin’ not to cry
Momma kept on talking
Putting off good-bye
Then she took my hand and said
Baby don’t forget

Before you hit the highway
You better stop for gas
There’s a 50 in ashtray
In case you run short on cash
Here’s a map and here’s a bible
If you ever loose your way

Just one more thing before you leave
Don’t forget to remember me

This downtown apartment sure makes me miss home
and those bills there on the counter
Remind me I’m on my own
And just like every Sunday I called momma up last night
And even when it’s not, I tell her everything’s alright
Before we hung up I said
Hey momma, don’t forget to tell my baby sister I’ll see her in the fall
And tell mee-mal that I miss her
Yeah, I should give her a call
And make sure you tell Daddy that I’m still his little girl
Yeah I still feel like I’m where I’m supposed to be
Don’t forget to remember me

Tonight I find myself kneeling by the bed to pray
I haven’t done this in a while
So I don’t know what to say but
Lord I feel so small some times in this big ol’ place
I know there are more important things, but
Don’t forget to remember me
Don’t forget to remember me