Every thread tells a story. Wrapped
in culture, draped in grace...
The Indian culture has some of the most
beautiful traditions. Some of the most beautiful
celebrations and definitely some of the most
colorful and amazing wedding ceremonies.
I should know. My first marriage was not
held in a church. My first husband, Paul Riley
and I were married in an Indian ceremony.
Even though he was Irish took it in stride.
He loved everything about it. It was and always
will be a beautiful part of my life.
Traditional Indian wedding celebrations
typically last 3 to 7 days, though some traditional
or regional formats can span up to a week or more.
Ours was a mini-mini version of this. Just
a few amazing hours that last a lifetime.
I am very fortunate to have been born into this
culture. Though I was not technically raised as
a Hindu, I was surrounded by the culture
as as I got older I was able to choose.
India is a land of vibrant festivals reflecting
its rich cultural, regional, and religious diversity.
Major celebrations span across the year.
This week Indians have been celebrating
Diwali, Festival of Lights. A five-day celebration
marking the triumph of light over darkness and
good over evil. Families light oil lamps (diyas), create
colorful floor art (rangoli), offer prayers to Goddess
Lakshmi, exchange sweets, and set off fireworks.
It is India's most important holiday. I will always
remember when little and growing up in Guyana,
South America everyone's home was lit up by oh
so many diyas. It was and still is a beautiful site.
Yesterday while Arvid was watching soccer, and
he had a lot of games; I went over to mom and dad's.
We had a good couple of hours just chatting and enjoying
each others company. My mom has already prepared her
diyas to be put out on their driveway this evening. No
matter how few, they always do it. It's a tradition.
On another note, Arvid and I went to a tribute to the
Rolling Stones. It was entertaining and for a few hours
we just relaxed, listened to the music, had a few nibbles
and drinks. Not a bad way to spend Saturday night.
Here at home all is good. Sniff once again is acting
up a bit. Not eating his foodies, but I am trying to not
stress about it. Not working as yet, but I know he will
sooner or later get back to "normal." I already went
to feed the kitties. The only kitty I have seen since
coming back from Branson has been WhitePaw.
To all a good day. Sunday and we plan on
going to Fort Myers Beach for our outing. We do
enjoy our Sunday outings, hope you do the same.
Happy Sunday. Sometimes we just need to
pause and appreciate all the good in our lives...
~Nadiya~







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