"Ms. Thang"....March 20, 2000

"Ms. Thang"....March 20, 2000

Midnight...

.....and despite my aching back (literally), I am writing in the wake of quite a gratifying day overall. Yes, my back is still in a state of ill esteem, and no, I did not do anything to rectify the seat problem, and yes, I slept on the couch again last night, as I will tonight.

So I'll stop complaining about it.

Having been rather consumed (perhaps self absorbed) with my back last night, I neglected to write about spending the late afternoon and early evening with niece, Ms. Thang. This visit was in conjunction with the individual visits we had with Pookie and Meris over the March Break, during which we had intended to also see Ms. Thang, but things did not quite work out that way. So, we had her over yesterday.

Ms. Thang is my youngest neice, and at six, was born a few months after my sister left her husband to move back home. In this respect, I have experiences with Ms. Thang that I never got to share with Pookie and Meris. Indeed, I was the first one to hold her at the hospital just after Quincy's C-Section. Mother and baby were still in recovery, as a matter of fact, and I am surprised that my sister has even a vague recollection of my being there, let alone a vivid one.

Despite the unique experience of sharing her first moments of life with her and Mom, I have never felt I was able to bond with Ms. Thang as I have with her siblings. This is not to say that I do not love her to pieces, as I do the other two, but Meris and Pookie seem to really enjoy having me around whereas Ms. Thang seems rather nonchalant about my presence. If I were to speculate as to the reason why, I would have to say that Ms.Thang's experiences with her uncle have been during what has primarily been discord between her mother and me. Meris and Pookie, on the other hand, lived with me when they first moved back to the maritimes, and Quincy and I had a much different relationship then. We were both different people at that time on our lives.

A lot can happen, and people change. Whether or not Quincy and I ever have the bond we once had I cannot really say.

But I digress.

We had a wonderful few hours yesterday. Ms. Thang is highly articulate, naturally bright, and has a great sense of humour. We spent our time playing with the puppies, roaming the house, and of course, painting. After dinner, it was difficult to surrender her as early as a school night dictates.

But there will be other visits, I am confident.

I love you Ms. Thang.

Tomorrow is the Spring Solstice, and a very significant day for pagans like The Goddess and me in its own right, but also because we waived celebrating the spirit behind Valentine's Day until now because of its commercialism. So tomorrow, we also rejoice in our love for each other. We spent the evening planning how we are going to celebrate the day, and in light of it promising to be a full one, I will end for now.

Until Spring.....

....Blessed Be...