Friday, November 16, 2012


The big girls gather closely around gadget. I catch them as I shift the morning dishes and I gasp, happy.

'Wait?! Are you two being… friends?'

Just moments before, there was quarreling and she-already-got-to and why-don't-I-ever? and tears.

Reconciliation is a nice reprieve.

They smile, sly, and gleam out of the corner of their eye, and assure me that they most certainly are not.

They are sisters like that.

The youngest is humming her tune and has not stopped moving since first springing out of bed.

The morning rushed at me before I was ready, and she came in leading the charge.

But the house is warm and the sky has garbed itself with a shade of gray that I am content to admire from a distance-- I would be happy if releasing these words was the closest thing I got to going outside all day.

I feel a need to pull in, to say 'no', to catch breath, to stay.

I take my cue from the sisters who are now flat on bellies, heads tight, side be side.

They are not fighting it, so why should I?

I too pull in--shoulder-to-shoulder with them--reconciled to reprieve.

Playing over at the Gypsy Mama again this fine Friday day. It is a fabulous community--If you care to join us, the rules are simple:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back there and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

1 comment:

  1. Love this. My sister and I were like this, too. Glad you joined in with them. :)



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