I am watching you've got mail with my son. He is 10. You haven't met him. This bothers me so much. I have learnt to live with this fact but it bothers me. You have seen Mehr and held her.
The plot in the movie has an element of the daughter missing her mother as she is closing her store. Its fleeting to the main plot. It always tugs at me. She is lucky to have this beautiful relationship with her parent. She misses that love in her life. Just like me. I have known how beautiful it is to be loved and cherished. I miss it. I miss that closeness, the call the way I would feel seen and heard.
I wish my children have that or even half of that with me and Bhumi. If they do I will feel fulfilled.
It has been 13 years. The word or the feeling associated with being cherished makes me think of you. I am blessed to know what it feels like. I miss it now and I will miss it for as long as I live.
Until we meet again!
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