Sunday, January 16, 2011
She answered the door tonight wearing a full apron - and she never looked more beautiful. Her living room resonated with the laughter of her three children and the garlicky aroma of spaghetti sauce permeated the whole room. Her baby chicks were back in the nest, even if only for a night, and I could see contentment softening her jaw, unfurrowing her brow. She reveled in the peace of a full home bursting with love, and in the role of Mom who cooks awesome dinners for her loved ones. It was a throwback to happier, simpler times before she made the trudge through what seemed like endless hellish drama and complication.
I think she has finally emerged intact. Salad tongs in one hand, a glass of wine in the other and face aglow - she welcomed us into her home to celebrate her chicklet's birthday. You go girl ...
For me, it was a special treat to see my beautiful sister reclaiming her happy. And that made me happy.