DIET Forever

✨ DIET TIP OF THE DAY ✨
You don’t need to stop loving food to start taking care of yourself. ❤️🍽️
A little balance can go a long way!

A note to all who are in the process of losing weight :

TRACK YOUR BODY WEIGHT & WAIST CIRCUMFERANCE PERIODICALLY RATHER THAN OBSESSSING OVER REGULAR FLUCTUATIONS.

The Sister She Is Still Waiting For
To Tequila, Tojo was never just another dog.
Tojo was there from the very first day Tequila came into our lives. Before Tequila knew how to understand this house, this family, or even me, she had Tojo.
Tojo taught her everything in the quietest, most beautiful way. She showed her how to follow me, how to understand my moods, how to play, how to feel safe. She was her first companion, her first playmate, her first protector—and the very first dog Tequila looked up to as her elder sister.
They grew up together.
They played together.
They slept together.
They fought like sisters and loved like sisters.
And somehow, without anyone teaching her, Tequila always knew that Tojo was her elder.
Today, Tojo's photograph hangs in our home.
And I don't know how to explain what I see in Tequila's eyes.
She sits in front of Tojo's picture for long stretches of time, just staring at her.
As if she is waiting.
As if she is wondering why her sister is only in a photograph now.
As if she is trying to understand why the one who was there from her very first day isn't coming back to play with her anymore.
My heart breaks watching her.
Because I know that I am not the only one who lost Tojo.
Tequila lost her childhood.
She lost her elder sister.
She lost the one who taught her how to be a part of our little family.
And perhaps the cruelest part of grief is that I cannot explain any of this to her.
I cannot tell her why Tojo isn't here.
I cannot tell her that her sister is never going to walk through that door again.
I can only sit beside her while she looks at that photograph, and silently cry with her.
Tojo, my baby…
You didn't just leave your mother behind.
You left behind a little sister who still looks for you.
And every time I see Tequila sitting there, staring at your picture, I feel the same unbearable ache all over again.
You were her first friend.
Her first playmate.
Her elder sister.
Her safe place.
And no matter how many years pass, I don't think Tequila will ever stop missing you.
Neither will I.
You will forever be the big sister she grew up following, loving and looking up to.
And somewhere in her little heart, I know she is still waiting for her Tojo Rani to come back home. 🤍

Today, on the 11th day since my Tojo Mamma left me, we performed her Shraddha and Pind Daan. It was a small, intimate ritual, surrounded only by the few people who truly belong to my heart.
I stood there today as a mother, doing the last things I could possibly do for my child.
With every ritual, every prayer, every offering, I had only one wish — that wherever my Tojo is now, she never feels cold, alone, frightened, or without anything. May she have everything she needs in that world. May her journey be peaceful. May the doors of heaven open gently for my little girl.
And somewhere in my heart, I kept praying for something even more impossible…
If there is another birth, let Tojo be born as my child again. Let me find her. Let her find me. Let me be her mother all over again.
I don't know how to accept that I have performed rituals for the soul of the little one I spent 16 years loving, protecting, feeding, holding and calling by a hundred different names.
I only know that today, I wasn't ready to let her go.
Perhaps a mother never really is.
So I gave her my prayers instead of my arms.
I gave her blessings instead of kisses.
I gave her Pind Daan with trembling hands and a heart that still refuses to believe she is gone.
My Tojo Rani, my Toji, my Tojua, my Mamma…
If somehow love can reach where you are, I hope you can feel mine.
Go peacefully, my baby.
May there be no pain, no fear, no loneliness where you are.
And if souls really do find their way back to the people they belong to…
please find your way back to me.
I will be waiting to be your mother again. 🤍

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