You were smiling, all day long even amidst a lonely, forlorn afternoon

You could put the sun to shame the way your corner lips rise slowly


Your eyes, how it turned into a lovely crescent moon


Then you let out a soft, light giggle as you hiding your smile behind your charming face

My heart skips.


And I remember, you were always my ray of light, my sunshine



Life can be tough. Some days are good, some days are not. Some people will love and support you, and some won’t. That’ life. That’s the world. That’s reality.
It is crazy and chaotic.

Amidst trouble and turmoils, amidst the darkness and lonely days, my daughters are my ray of light, my sunshine, my RESTFUL place.

They too are my muse, my inspiration, and my kindle

They are my LIGHT…

and I wanna say HAPPY DEEPAVALI to all my lovely Indian followers and blogger friends.

Let us all together join them and celebrate the victory of light over darkness, good over evil, and knowledge over ignorance.


  1. Such a lovely post, Mich and pretty as flowers daughters. Such a blessing they are, isn’t it! Bless them 😘❀️
    Thank you so much for the Deepawali greetings. Have fun with your Indian friends. πŸ™πŸΌβœ¨βœ¨


  2. What a wonderful tribute to your beautiful daughters! Lovely settings to capture their sunny smiles and their shining love! You are blessed to have them in your life! πŸ™‚
    HUGS to all of you!!! πŸ™‚


  3. I just spent the whole day with one of my grands (age 9)… To see him smile, learn, give, read, play, ask for hugs… all this are different rays of light.

    May your holiday, your family, your friends continue to bring you light!
    {Hugs} Jules


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