Why would I randomly think of my special journey as a mother beginning the month of July?
It is not because this month is magical with my beloved memories of Indian monsoon or because it brings the delight of bright cheerful summer on Canadian soil. They do enchant me for sure and take me to the feeling that life is happening, life is moving as it should. But, it is also far beyond what nature does to my brain. I would say it is rather an emotional reaction that leads me to this sheer joy of realizing how this time of the year is different.