I spent Easter with Momma Piper, Kristyn, and Mandy. It was beloved. It could not have been more different then last Easter. Seriously. So entirely different.
Late Sunday night K and I were talking up a storm about some really significant things and cross roads that are quickly approaching in life. Of my time there, that conversation which was not planned was clearly the purpose of my trip. In a deep place I had anticipated that being an Easter surprise would present a great opportunity to spend a short amount of time with both Momma Piper and Kristyn, and then politely and gracefully decline my invitation to Graduation. I had prayed a lot about it. I had talked to both Matt and Mandy about not going. There are several moments in a day when the battle and reasons why I do not want to go outweigh the reason I promised months ago I would.
On Sunday night in the midst of a conversation unplanned, and unanticipated... the one reason I wanted to go was greater then every reason not to. Since then I've talked to both Momma Piper and Kristyn not about my struggle in coming. But have heard how much and how excited, they are to share the weekend together. How to balance that joy and celebration with the other truth. Its hard going into something knowing its the last time.
I'm thankful to have received a text from Momma Piper about my plans for Easter, and extended the invitation, "You will always be welcome in my home". Sometimes I have to take a moment to let that sink in. And as I continue to move on into the future and towards the notion of creating a family of my own, I savor the time I get to spend with two women that love me as their own... just as I am. It's amazing how original promises of love and friendship change... and when you let go they become so much bigger, and next week it will be about the bonds and love of sisterhood.
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