It all started in 2010. Mom's hemologbin dropped. No cause. All blood tests were normal. Except one, the hemoglobin. The prognosis wasn't good. Myelodysplastic syndromes. According to internet, 6 months chance of survival.

My mother survived for the last five years. If I had known what I know today, it would have been totally different. We could have changed routes. A life lost, cannot be returned. It was life. It was my mom.

For over a decade, I enrolled myself in so many healing modalities, and became good. I excelled. Took a break. Pivoted, and rose again.

It's a service, a calling, and a duty.