LETTER FROM MATA MAI

This morning, I received this reply:

 

Dearest Laura,

 

We do love them, don't we, these extraordinary men from our youth?  And they were truly men, something rarely seen these days.  Maybe rarely seen in the past, as well.  But, dear daughter, they are dead.  They have been dead for a long time now.  I am myself working on the project of detaching myself from Mani.  I suggest you do the same for Sandeep.

 

I had a dream about this which I have put in sometimes - 2.  If you haven't read it, please do.  I know it is hard to even want to let go, but if we are going to grow and advance and be worthy of our shaheeds, that's what we must do.

 

We will never stop loving them, of course, and I doubt the ache in the heart will ever really leave.  But we must somehow learn to let them be a sweet memory and not the centre of our lives.

 

You have a husband who loves you, who is a good man who treats you with respect and honour.  You have children you can be proud of.  I have a man who has stood by me through things that almost any other man would have used as an excuse to take off - or at least as an excuse for infidelity.  We need to appreciate what we have, instead of focusing on what we have lost.

 

I am not suggesting we can - or should - forget, only that our priorities need to be in the present, not the past.  Valentine's Day and the first few days of November  will always be difficult, but with ardaas, gurbani and some extra simran we'll get by with a commemoration of all that happened without breaking our hearts anew every year.

 

I am happy to always be a mother to you;  I will always love you as a daughter.  Our reunion has warmed and strengthened me.  I will always love you for the lovely young woman I have known and the wonderful grown woman you have become.  Please, please, for the sake of your husband and children, and even more, for your own spiritual sake, let go of Sandeep.

 

Love always,

 

Mata Mai

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