It's Friday 12th June 2.30pm.
My favourite son-in-law, my ex daughter-in-law and my grandson are sitting around the table chatting and laughing because we are waiting. I am trying hard to beat some frosting into submission so that it will go in and on the carrot cake that my daughter has insisted I make for today. I am so nervous I could easily throw everyone out and lock all the doors, but I won't.
Ronnie and Merrilyn are coming today all the way from Australia. My throat is tight, I keep thinking I need a wee but I don't. I wonder how they will feel about coming into my house. I wonder what "the others" have said. Oh for goodness sake I just hate this WAITING! The sound of a key in the front door, my daughter's voice as she ushers someone in, the sound of their laughter as they walk down the hall and into the breakfast room.
They're here!Suddenly I am in a gentle hug from Ronnie and then a hug and a quick kiss from Merrilyn.
|Andrea, Uncle Ronnie and Merrilyn|
I spread the the now submissive frosting into the middle of the carrot cake and reflect briefly on just how much it meant to me that Ronnie should still like me, and then I grin delightedly and hand the cake and the knife to my daughter as she is in charge of today's celebrations.