Spring Waxing Bee Hiving Moon
Took Mark (brother) out to Oceanaire for his 52nd birthday. They print up menus with Happy Birthday on them and give them to you, plus treat the table to baked alaska. Fun. Mark had fish and chips, Kate lamb and scallops while I had the pan seared salmon. All wonderful.
It’s fun getting to know Mark, a chance I’ve not really had as an adult. He’s grown up a lot in the last 20 years. Makes sense. I recognize certain body movements and patterns of thought, sibling resemblances. Missing puzzles of my family have begun to surface, sync themselves with information I had. Completing the sense of a family torn apart by death and stubborn men, my dad and me.
These are chances, rare chances, the kind we often don’t get and I’m grateful to have this one.
