A new baby joined my family late last year (my cousin). A long awaited baby – the first in the family in 20 years. It was amazing to welcome him to the family and he is loved more than I can say.
The day we all met him was a day we hoped and dreamed and prayed for over many years. His arrival was that reminder that we all sometimes need, that above all else, we must always have hope.
It can be easy to forget of the miracles that take place everyday but they do happen and we must remember to be thankful for this.
Last week was Lori which is an Indian festival celebrating the harvest. It’s also a time when families celebrate a recent wedding or birth and we celebrated this year like we’ve never celebrated before.
It’s so great getting the family together and seeing people who you haven’t seen for ages and laughing and joking and just enjoying the happiness that is being shared. I wish you all a (belated) happy lori and hope that you have much to celebrate over the coming year.