I am learning all over again what is dear and beloved. A warm summer evening lush green grass surrounds a reddish wood beneath their slow dancing feet Cheek to brown cheek in close and sure so sure of every step as if there were never a forgetting I want to blush at their embrace I hardly know them this way these familiar strangers to whom I owe everything but before me and ever after they remain each others' treasures. For a moment, their moment I saw where x marks the spot.
I spent several days in search of a precious photo album which contained my favorite picture of mom and dad. It must have been 1996 or 97 when my oldest was around 3. We visited my godparents who had a house out in the ‘boondocks’ as my mother called it. Of course we had ribs and potato salad and music. When my parents got up to dance on this generous patio I snapped a photograph that has remained deep in my heart although I have only looked at it a handful of times in the many years since. Today I found the album and recovered the picture which I will now frame and hang up in our new apartment.