My dear Lalipapi and Zsusimami, my mother and aunt, my sister, my two cousins, and myself. Each of us with our own individual worlds, with our own unique shades, flows, and compositions. But we are part of something bigger, something sacred and so much grander than what we could imagine. Together we make an ecosystem, a universe, watched over by whatever higher power was gracious enough to bring us together in this lifetime. Night and day, in darkness and in light, we stand together, an indestructible unity of love. We stand in front of my grandmother’s garden, where the seeds of the next generations wait patiently to sprout and blossom, and continue our story.
