The numbers become more and more important. This past weekend, we lost the Patriarch of my moms family. My mother’s eldest brother went on to join the Great Divine after being here for a bit more than 87 years. What I do know is that he went without fear as his devotion to the One was great, and I hope one I too can emulate his strength, knowledge and love. He was the oldest of 11 siblings of which only 4 remain, one being my mother, and I would be lying if the question didn’t come to me for her: how long does she grace my life? Each of these siblings created a dynamic universe that we assumed was normal, but it wasn’t. They did well, had booms, busts, and then slowly each of them came to the One who allowed them peace.
My uncle was amazing in that he made anyone that came into contact with him feel special. He had a way of connecting of the past to the present which felt as if no time had passed when I was around him as a baby. He had a special name for everyone, and for me it Sanjay Shah, a title truly for which I am undeserving unless its ruling over doubt and unworthiness, but in his presence, it all felt doable like it fit
I am glad I got to see him a few months ago in New York, and for once, there is no regret because I experienced him in his calm element. His grace and joy at seeing all of us together, the ultimate gift. This is a man who gave so much of himself in service to others, but yet never asked for anything in return. This is the legacy we get to live, and I am truly grateful I got a chance to spend some time in his light. He will be missed, but I also know he will hanging out with his best friend as well, my father. Makes sense he left the same month as him.
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