St. Louis to Kansas City and back this weekend to photograph a wedding. Home safe, finally. Tired. Thinking.
So lucky to have a friend that waits up until after 1 a.m. for me and then stays up for at least an hour longer to chat. Too soon, we're up at 9 a.m. with a cup of peppermint tea followed by a full day with his family and then hers. I feel so welcome. Brunch and curling up on the couch with the Chiefs and chocolate, no need to entertain or impress, yet I'm impressed. To me, these families exemplify love.
Later, I join another family. This time, it's the family of my brother-in-law. I have the best turkey I have ever tasted with stuffing, potatoes and the works. The food is prepared and set out to eat on the longest table I've ever seen. Blood alone does not define family. Today I became part of three families, each for a sliver in time.
I met someone this weekend who reminds me of a part of me that used to exist. He makes me want that part of myself back. Patience. I'm the me I need to be, for now.
So lucky to have a friend that waits up until after 1 a.m. for me and then stays up for at least an hour longer to chat. Too soon, we're up at 9 a.m. with a cup of peppermint tea followed by a full day with his family and then hers. I feel so welcome. Brunch and curling up on the couch with the Chiefs and chocolate, no need to entertain or impress, yet I'm impressed. To me, these families exemplify love.
Later, I join another family. This time, it's the family of my brother-in-law. I have the best turkey I have ever tasted with stuffing, potatoes and the works. The food is prepared and set out to eat on the longest table I've ever seen. Blood alone does not define family. Today I became part of three families, each for a sliver in time.
I met someone this weekend who reminds me of a part of me that used to exist. He makes me want that part of myself back. Patience. I'm the me I need to be, for now.
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Your blood family loves you and looks forward to sharing a Thanksgiving meal with you at a somewhat large table. Love, Mom
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