She left for another world six years ago today but pops up intermittently to check up on all of us. Recently I felt her presence as we negotiated those treacherous roads in India. Now that I am back she came in and landed on the wall just so, a treasured and beloved symbol of my sister Niki …

In remembrance, though not really needed, and more in celebration of my nieces who will delight in seeing this, the eldest (her daughter) talented like her mother, the middle one a true survivor and fighter, though her auntie would tell her to enjoy a little more, and the youngest about to pop new life.
From her and us for them in fluttery, feminine, translucent abandon.