For the love for tea and relaxing . Thanks to Pure Leaf and feedfeed for sponsoring this post.
Not a recipe or food post, but something which is very important in my opinion.
My amma/grandma had the most beautiful, longest, thickest hair with hints of silver touches. Carefully and painstakingly, using the best homemade shampoos, she air dried her hair on the front porch. Combing and detangling her hair was so pleasant and soothing. It was just so remarkable how her hair touched the top of the knee. Finally, a face mask made out of milk cream and sandalwood powder completed a Friday schedule.
Did I mention her skin was impeccable? It was. Her face oozed a sense of calm even while she managed six sons, a daughter, a daughter-in-law, a little kid who held her saree. Each one had a different demand that she always fulfilled.
When I think of how calm, relaxed, and in the moment she always was, I hoped and fantasized that I would be like her one day. Now, as an adult, I realize it wasn’t the hair mask, the face mask, or the help she got from her loving sons, although it helped. She had stress for sure, and a financial crunch, but nothing got to her. It was her choice to be happy. But how did she do it?