“Did you miss me?” she asked …

“I guess so,” I answered, without making eye contact, as nonchalantly as I could.

“I did it to punish you,” she said casually.

“I know,” I answered, flicking through the mail.

“But every time I saw salt I would think of you and start to cry,”

“Oh really?” She knows how much I love salt.

“Were you crying into your cup of tea and pouring through old photos of me?”

“No,” I answered honestly, “I just kind of got on with my life.”

By now she was blinking back tears. Poor, dear thing: she’d never engaged in open warfare before and had no idea who she was dealing with – me; war torn, battle weary, permanently on my guard, defensive, jaded after all of the single and hand-to-hand combat missions I’d endured over my life – I was not about to start making tactical errors now.

“Would you have crumbled and died if I hadn’t come back?”

“Um, well, it would hurt for a while and then I guess I’d get over it,” I heard myself lying.

Her eyes met mine and we held that gaze.

“Come here,” I said with my arms outstretched and she melted into my embrace.

“I love you,”

“I love you too. It’s history now, leave it where it belongs,” and the dam inside of me receded a couple of inches, just enough to let me start breathing again.

Then we went straight back to chatting about the books we’d been reading as if nothing had ever happened.

atoughgirl

The Day You Were Born:

The morning birds drew back the starlit,
Night and we did see a blue sky, shining,
Sun and heard the dawn song of the sky,
Larks as we’d never heard them before,
Life as we knew it was over,
A new life had begun!

The fairies were sent from the magical realm,
To weave a gossamer veil around us and,
Within that veil all time stood still and all
We knew was serenity.
Nothing could harm us.
We had become a family.

Behold! A sleeping cherub from the heavenly,
Angelic land whose skin was,
Soft and warm as eiderdown.
Quiet and graceful babe,
Placed in our arm,
We couldn’t help but marvel at your perfection,
New flowers were invented the day you,
Were born with even prettier names than,
Words had to be created too
Better words than smitten, besotted, enchanted or euphoria.

New fabrics were woven together,
On the day you were born,
That made velvet, lace, satin,
And silk look plain in contrast.
New music was fused together too;
It made music from the 50s, 60s, 70s, & 80’s sound silly.

Or at least, that’s how it seemed to us.
Or was it just that we were noticing flowers,
Words, fabrics and music as if for the
First time.
Just your very existence gave,
Everything a deeper and richer meaning.

How to name such a one as you? 
Is there a name in history that befits
A princess found at the end of a rainbow? 
Madeline Josephine was what was,
Chosen and sent on down through the ether.

Our hidden treasure,
From where you came,
No one knew,
Of this world and yet not,
As sweet smelling as the garden of Eden,
After rain,
From this day forth your beauty would be adored.

Far and wide have you been admired with,
People coming from all over the world,
Grandparents, aunts and uncles quickly,
Making you the apple of their eye from,
The day you were born to this.

But it’s not only the look of you they love.
Sure enough the skin of peaches,
And cream and hair of fresh spun gold,
And honey are enticing enough,
But there’s something more that they see.

A crackling, sparkling light of divinity,
Deep within you that is ever bright and, 
Draws people to you with its warmth just like a star
It enlivens your mind and has,
you on a quest for knowledge at wisdom’s door.

Our Sophia, the priest saw it too. Who 
Is the lucky family to have a daughter such
As this?
Parents aren’t scared of ageing, 
When they have a child such as you, 
The gossamer veil surrounds you at all ages;
18, 21, 35 & 50.

Little girl in ballerina shoes,
Chasing butterflies and putting dollies to bed,
That is how we remember our baby girl.
Becoming independent without complaint 
And blossoming into a young woman is 
Closer to the truth.

Just as we were surprised by your, 
Conception we have been astounded by,
Your self assured confidence, a quality
That will see you go far in life.
You always knew mummy was busy with
The babies and didn’t ask to have the focus.

Helping out whenever you can,
Dependable when the chips are down,
That’s our girl! 
Cooking up a storm too;
If the way to a person’s heart is through their tummies, 
Then you’ve won us over one hundred times.

And when the day comes that you venture,
Out into the world,
We know your husband will be blessed.
You’ll also make a great,
Chef and be a success at everything you, 
Want to do because that’s who you are.

But in the meantime let us say that,
Having you has brought us much comfort,
Joy and cheer, 
We’re proud of who you’ve,
Become and our love for you only increases,
With each passing year.

And please allow us to protect you fiercely.
If a person were to hurt you they would, 
Wither and turn to ashes just by our vengeful glare.
We wish for you to remain,
Our untainted and innocent daughter forever;
Is that okay?

As pure and untarnished as a white dove
In a blanket of snow is your wish to 
Cherish your virginity until your wedding day.
You will be a teenager who is strong,
Determined and resilient.

Don’t change that my love, don’t change.

Our admiration for you only grows.

 

sisters