My son brought me this beautiful cross from Ireland. I love crystal. I love crosses. I love candles. I love my son (most of all).
How incredibly awesomely normal to sit around at his house, eat barbequed pork chops, play games, and let the baby entertain us. I don't care how many babies we have seen grow up - we all roar with laughter when she says "uh-oh!" or says "ca-ca" instead of chocolate. There is just something about my family being complete again. I sat there and heard myself laugh - and thought I haven't really heard or felt that for a while. Oh, I laugh, but not the relaxed laugh that comes straight out of my soul. Being with my family. MY family.
Oh thank you God.
I am glad I am a sober mom and nana. I can't imagine what this night (or any other) would be like if I were still drinking like a sot. I don't think I would be invited to my son's. Really, I don't.
I am so grateful I am part of my family. And that we are all within a couple of miles of each other when we lay our heads down to sleep. All is well in the world.
Thank you God.
7 comments:
So nice to have your family close and to be together. I can imagine that you have such relief in mind and body.
Beautiful piece of art that crystal.
A beautiful, thoughtful gift.
Ahhh indeed.
I would know your table cloth anywhere :-)
You made me smile.
A smile from my heart.
I'm so happy for you Mary.
I am so happy for you Mary. Now that hole that you were carrying in your heart while he was away can finally close and you can exhale.
Blessings.
Sherry
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