I rolled out of bed this morning, reluctantly, but I managed; and I got dressed for the day. Then I left the house having to go to the store to pick up the stuff I forgot to buy yesterday.
Stepping outside the first thing I noticed was how amazing it felt. It was sunny. And warm. But not nearly as humid as what it has been recently, so I was off to a good start.
I walked to the store for once without music blaring in my ears because none of my earbuds would work. Then I crunched some leaves and kicked some rocks before arriving at my destination. I approved my time, bought what I needed, and got out pretty quickly.
And then, as I was walking through the parking lot to head home a car drove past me. I heard someone yelling "Stop stop. Let me out!" And I looked up to see my niece, that I haven't seen in three years because of the fight with my family, running towards me. Quickly she wrapped me in a hug and she kissed my cheek. I can't believe how big she's gotten. Or that she's a teenager now. Last time I saw her everything was so different. And it has been a big fear of mine. That she wouldn't understand what happened or why I was suddenly not in her life anymore. I have had this fear that she would hate me, a product of her family talking bad about me. Something that I know they still do. But today I was given a gift. A gift of knowing that isn't the case. It was so good to see the kid again. I have really missed her. Then she had to go. And so did I. Which was sad. But as I walked home I started to cry. Tears of joy. For the first time in, I think ever. Right away I texted my best friend to tell her what happened. And by the time I got home, my mascara was streaked all down my face. My cheeks were salty. And none of that mattered. This was a moment that I really needed. And I will treasure it always.
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