Far From Family
Far from family.
I’m feeling that distance today in my heart.
I was feeling it before the photos came ringing in on my phone.
Feeling it before seeing the youngest in our family being held in the arms of our matriarch, my grandmother, Nani.
See, there’s a family reunion next door to me. Parents with their grown daughter, grown daughter with a family of her own. Parents turned grandparents playing with their grandchildren. It all looks so lovely so loving so familiar and yet distant.
I’m missing my family today.
Missing my husband too and... (this is hard to write) wondering if my body will ever heal enough to let us begin a family of our own.