Wealth never mattered,
Color never mattered,
Age never mattered,
Relation never mattered,
When you walked into my Grandmother’s, ChandaBa, home, all that mattered was YOU.
Every single person left my grandmother’s home feeling as if they were the most important person in the world. She had a way of finding that in each individual. She was never too tired to pour another cup of tea and simply listen with compassion.
Her talent in life was the acceptance of each individual person as is. I was in awe of the magic she brought out in people. As they left her home that is what they projected into the outside world in the best way they could.
I always hoped and prayed that it was the talent I would inherit from her.
She is one of my Invictus Blooms.