one child says they love you not
one child says they love you
but not themselves
Between its appearance and my Chelli's confidence in me, I'm hopeful for the upcoming week.
Then yoga with Big A via Portal, A trip to the dollar store with Nu, a call to Cousin N to arrange next week's family get together, a long soak, leftovers for dinner.
A take-it-easy kinda day.
Pic: Baker Woods, MSU
It's after the cousins have finishedwith their choreographed dancesafter the henna has dried on my hands
My aunt, the brides' mother, comes upto her sisters and sisters-in-lawLet's get on the dance floorshe says, It's our time now
Then let's go, let's go, let's gothe bride's mother saysgesturing to the dance floorlooking like she's already dancing
It's the same far away look she haswe have no time to losewe can't waste a single minute, she saysbut she seems also, so far away
and everyone is ooh-ing and cryingeven more than usualbecause--you know--we know
and when I finally get to congratulatemy uncle and my aunt
My aunt who's made no mentionof what we all know all weekend longfinally breaks. Gripping my uncle's hand
in a way both hard and tender, she says--I just hope he gets to see the babyshe says, as if there is no time
Luckily for me (and everyone who needs to be in contact with me), R made a house call, set up their magic massage table, and I spent the rest of the day transfused with flexibility, thankfulness, and calm.
I'm thankful I had the time, some extra cash, and a kind and accommodating professional to help me feel well enough to be a good person today.
I can't believe it has been a week (since my fam arrived, since SLE died... how is life so unrelentingly incessant?). My sister and I to...