Trust me, you are not alone in this subject. We came at time for Abhishekam and my husband was offered to stand in line and get the sweetend milk.
Now I am allergic to lactose so I stand back...but bless his heart...he was right in line.
They poured a huge ammount into his tiny hand and it ran down everywhere! Oh the humiliation of this. I immediated take my hands and catch most of it. But he was horrified. It was such a sweet thing to offer this to him...but again...not a good moment. It made him very sad, and me too.
No one stood to help, most laughed...and honestly it made me go home and really work on what caused our sadness.
But, first, I take my part in this, knowing I am very welcoming and happy person. Here it is custom to take both hands and cherish a person. Hindu culture...left hand is offensive. I know we had to work on ourselves to be more modest and less hugging and open. For a whole year I did this. When we went back last time we avoid big crowded time...and simply prayed alone.
But, truly with all my heart, what I had hoped for is to have someone come to us and be the hand to help us along.
Ashvati...trust me, you are not alone in this. You have my heart for going through that alone. Siva gave me Ron...as the best friend and partner anyone could hope for...he is my beloved Hanuman in every endevour. Always moving the mountains for us.
If the hand never comes, I will live knowing we have done our best...and I vow to be that hand to anyone who needs me, despite being utterly unworthy to be such a thing.
Even now, this clown tells you of the embarassment...in the hopes that it eases your moment with the knowledge all of us go through such things. Rarely is one so brave to speak about it as you have.<3
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