In this corner, I write about life, loss, faith, and motherhood.

I love this quote, “Always go with the choice that scares you the most!” 

It was the year 2015. I packed my bags and traveled as a young student to Denmark. What I thought was a tick on a bucket list turned out to be my forever home.

In that process, I became a software girl, Danish wife, mom to two babies (one on earth & one in the skies), and mom to a golden fur retriever. 

I met my husband at our workplace, and we fell in love. We got married TWICE! (In both Indian and Danish traditions). While we were busy tackling cultural differences, life threw some more challenges along. As a married couple, we struggled with infertility. 

Over countless prayers, tears, and fertility treatments, we conceived our son, Elliot. At week 36 of my textbook perfect pregnancy, I did not feel him move. And when we went into the hospital to get checked, we heard those dreadful words, “Sorry, there is no heartbeat. Your baby died.”

I birthed that beautiful boy who was born sleeping on February 27th, 2020. We held him in our arms and kissed his perfect little face. Now we love him from afar.

In the aftermath of loss, grief engulfed me. Though I am proud of my Indian culture, there are certain things like grieving a baby or talking about infertility that is not up for discussion and is frowned upon. This made the experiences more isolated and alone. I wrestled with people’s opinions on my grief, fertility, and faith. 

But God and love survived me, and some beautiful souls did too. Grief still comes in waves, and so does joy. There is room for both. Life is always bittersweet after loss.

In November 2021, We added another member to our family, a precious daughter. The second hardest journey, pregnancy, and parenting after loss, came with her. Carrying my babies, nurturing them, and loving them has been the most profound and humbling experiences. And I love to share them with you.

If you are here because of baby loss or loss of any kind, I hope you will feel that you are not alone in this journey.

And, if you are here to enjoy some poetry and spark your thoughts on faith and motherhood, I hope you will feel that too.

On Elliot’s funeral day, as he was laid down, the sun created a glorious color in the sky. That always reminds me of his final sight, and rainbows remind me of the bittersweetness and promise of God in all life’s turns. I have always been “Chasing sunsets and rainbows,” but with a sense of more since our loss.

Life is beautiful, hard, and challenging. Through it all, I am learning, growing, and evolving.

I am so glad you are here!