last night i arrived in new york. to the embrace of my family.
my nephew and nieces, they are the sweetest.
their love in the forms of hugs, jokes and even mean-ish remarks
make me feel like the crazy flying experience all the way here, was all worth it.
family's embrace is truly a bundle of joy
nothing short of miraculous
to suddenly feel a mother's warmth
a sister's spoiling
her huge meal to welcome me over
she doesnt take no for an answer, even when i cant anymore
laughing at her jokes and stories of old
and even the wild things she sees in the streets of new york
from her little kitchen window
we sit together, for long hours
doing our nails (well she doing mine really)
her little one embracing me and although i just arrived,
begging me not to leave
how could i?
her sweet smile and kisses
i'm all hers.
my weekend here, just begun and i cant wait for more of this
for good meals made with sisterly love
for more hugs
and for good ol'spoiling