I love my Daadi Ammi. She lives a few hours away, by plane, so I don't get to see her that much. My last living grandparent, mashaAllah. I don't have the opportunity to talk to her as often as I would like either, for many complicated reasons, though that doesn't mean that I don't love or care for her, despite events of the last 34 years.

Some of you know how much I love pink. Well, I love most shades of pink not just because they are pretty colours. I love pinks because my Daadi loves pinks. In her youth she always wore pink; each of her shalwaar kameez' had an element of pink to it.

So now you know, why I love pink. And that I love and miss my Daadi. May Allah swt grant her shifaa and have mercy on her, Ameen.