I am grateful for my son- every minute, everyday, always.
This year I am grateful for my community-
playgroup moms who talk potty training, playdates, timeouts, with me 5 days a week,
girlfriends who are happy to spend a night in drinking Sangrias and to take impromptu trips to Forever21.
mashi and didi’s (aunties and sisters) from my bengali community, who give me traditional recipes and invite me for delicious dinners.
Student’s from J’s lab who invite us to keggers that still keep me feeling like I’m still 25.
Guys who watch football with me and are willing to share their infinite knowledge and trivia of the game. Extra shout out to the ones who make bad jokes and strong cocktails
My cousin who is no farther than a text away and is equally happy to discuss Real Housewives of Miami and Bun’s cold with equal enthusiasm
My friends who are far away physically but share their lives with me via text, facebook and instagram
My parents, my family, my husband who are always there to pick up any of the balls that I may drop.
Today I’m cooking a meal in all their honor, for all the grace they bring to my life
Orange You Grape 
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taboo subject but typically people don’t talk about such
subjects. To the next! Many thanks!!