Adi was doing fairly well with regular medications, therapy, and check-ups. There were good days when he didn\u2019t have any seizures, and then there were those other days \u2014 the ones with the absence seizures. During those moments, we felt so helpless. There was nothing we could do except wait for it to pass. The seizures would last only a few seconds, and then he\u2019d be back to his playful self. An outsider wouldn\u2019t even realize anything had happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In those times, my only mantra was, \u201cIt\u2019s okay. He\u2019ll be fine. This too shall pass.\u201d<\/em> <\/strong>I started being thankful that medications were working in controlling bigger seizures. Panicking never helped \u2014 it only made things worse. So every time it happened, we\u2019d hold him close and whisper, \u201cYou\u2019re fine, babu. You\u2019re okay. Mamma loves you. Mamba loves you. Deta loves you.\u201d<\/strong><\/em> And moments later, he would just smile and go back to playing like nothing happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n By the time Adi was 12 to 15 months old, he had started standing on his own. He had taken his first little steps. He had started pointing at things, saying a few words\u2014tiny things that brought us so much joy. I began to believe that maybe miracles do happen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n There\u2019s something Sid once said that I always remembered. He said, \u201cAdi has come to us for a reason. His soul is on a journey, and he chose us to be his parents. We\u2019ll do whatever we can to support him while he walks his path.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n That thought gave me hope and helped me keep going.<\/p>\n\n\n\n My Adi had a special bond with music. My daughter is a huge fan of Phil Collins, Bryan Adams, and Taylor Swift \u2014 and Adi picked up that love from her. Adi loved whatever his Mamba loved. The moment a song began to play, his eyes would light up in recognition, and he\u2019d start dancing. His movements would change with the beat, and he\u2019d be totally lost in the rhythm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Another favourite spot was the kitchen. He\u2019d follow me there every day. He loved opening the fridge, letting the cold air hit his face, picking out tomatoes or apples to nibble on. He\u2019d open cupboards, pull drawers, and sometimes even crawl inside them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He would often wait right outside the kitchen to play peek-a-boo. I hadn\u2019t introduced him to TV or mobile yet, so most of his time was spent just playing on his own or with me. As I write this, I can still see him\u2026 waiting outside the kitchen, hiding and playing peek-a-boo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Once I accepted the situation and started focusing on the present, I found myself smiling more, feeling lighter. We created so many beautiful memories together \u2014 memories that now hold me together on the hardest days. Those little everyday moments \u2014 his laughter, his dancing, his curiosity \u2014 are now etched deep in my heart. I didn\u2019t realise back then how much strength and light they were filling me with. Looking back, I\u2019m just grateful we got to live those days fully, together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Adi was doing fairly well with regular medications, therapy, and check-ups. There were good days when he didn\u2019t have any seizures, and then there were those other days \u2014 the ones with the absence seizures. During those moments, we felt so helpless. There was nothing we could do except wait for it to pass. The …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[28,27],"tags":[11,9,8,7],"class_list":["post-78","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-memories","category-my-journey","tag-emotional-reflections","tag-grief-journaling","tag-healing-journey","tag-memories","entry entry-center"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=78"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":79,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78\/revisions\/79"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=78"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=78"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dearadi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=78"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}