When I was a little girl I had a neighbour who was sort of my nanny.
I always enjoyed staying with her and she could make the best homemade cakes.
She's almost like my best friend!!!
Within a few years I left that community and settled somewhere else.
Years passed before I returned and the time when I got a chance to visit: the first thing I did was to visit her.
When I reached the house, I knocked the front door. Her daughter answered.
- *Squeals* "Oh... my...word!!! It's been sooo long! Look how tall you are!"
- "I know right?!!! I missed you guys so much!...
...Soooo, where's [nanny's name]. I would really like to see her."
- *Long awkward silence*
Her smile was wiped off her face in less than a second!!!
"Oh, Sh...sh..she's in the other room. Come inside and let me show you."
As I trailed behind her, I suddenly felt sick. Was she ill or something? My heart pounded.
We reached inside the room and the daughter gave me a quick glance and pointed...
- "She's right over there.... She talked about you a lot you know."
She was very sad.
I smiled in an awful attempt to cheer her up and then looked at the place she was pointing at...
When I looked, my worst fears came alive!!!
I saw an urn that held my nanny's ashes.
I've been away faaaar tooooo long!!
I've been through a lot (even worse emotional pain) but I'll feel terrible if I recalled them now.
One other painful (physical) moment was when pepper caught my eyes...
My faced burnt and I literally couldn't see for 10 minutes.
To add insult to injury, my cousins laughed and ridiculed me for the rest of the day.