The whole experience was marvelous, everything from Mendi (getting henna designs on our hands), to the incredible final reception. One highlight was meeting a very interesting Smith alumna who really could not stop talking about how much she loved Smith College. Most of all I will remember the warmth of the family, who welcomed us into their homes as though we were their own family.
Since I returned, my husband Paul has been hospitalized with asthmatic bronchitis. He is home now, but since his diagnosis is c o p d, his progress is very slow. We are taking one day at a time, and hoping for the best. I have been telling Paul that we are all like old cars, and need various adjustments, replacements, and adaptations as time goes by.
As I adjust to this caretaker role, I am trying to continue with my classes for retired people at Westchester Community College, my dance classes, and walking our dog. Since we walk in a place where dogs are allowed off the leash, every morning is a “party” where we meet all our human and canine friends. We are fortunate to have our family nearby, and all the grandchildren and our friends have been a source of great comfort. maryloomba@mac.com
December 2011, Mumbai.
L to R: Joshua Whelan, (grandson) Mark Whelan, (son in law), Karina and Andrew, Sheela Loomba Whelan (daughter), and me, Mary Adams Loomba.