Waking up alone in the house for the first time in a long while, I tapped the alarm. Pausing a bit, I set a timer for 15 minutes and rolled back to a few more minutes of glorious sleep. The timer went off and I bounded out of bed. Brushing my teeth I realized it was the day! Birthdays in the family and a work anniversary.

The sun was just coming up and the smell of percolating coffee smelled heavenly. I picked the phone to sing a song for my mom and bro. With sis in town, it sure was the time for a good get-together. Except that no one picked the phone. I left a message and sat down with my coffee.

Reaching home yesterday after class, I realized how desolate it felt. I was so used to having Amma stay up for me. Every single day. Have my clothes laundered and folded without my asking. Having tins of snacks on the island for when I might be hungry. Fresh food ready each day before I left for work and as I came back in. In those everyday little moments, I felt the warmth of her love. I also realized I do precious little for her other than accuse her of being partial to my siblings. So, Amma for this one day, I take back what I said. I love you and I hope you know that.

As for my brother, he has grown on me over the years. Growing up, I detested his quick tongue and his air of superiority over me. The first time I felt his affection was when he drove out all the way from South Carolina to Pennsylvania to meet my fiance K. All for his sister. Every time he calls and says “Enna dee?” I thank God for the circumstances that keep us geographically close. The day I was stuck in ice and snow, he must have called me every five minutes. In a way, that is what kept me connected and sane. Even if I don’t gush over you like I do with Amma or others in the family, I love you dear bro and I hope you have a lovely, lovely birthday! I am proud of having you as my brother and a cool one at that.

As if all this is not cause for celebration, I also turn three at work. The changes are there yet it always is a pleasant shock to realize I am starting to grow roots here. Here’s many more years with my company for me!

Have a lovely Friday and a gorgeous weekend!

Mom to three. Open adoption advocate. Writer.

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