I don’t make it home often. I prefer the chaos and noise of LA to my sleepy, slow-paced hometown. I’m a new woman now. New nose, new jawline, new cheekbones. New life. I peek through the window of my childhood home before I knock. My sisters are already there, surrounding my mother in the living room. I take in the way the skin above their broad, identical noses crinkles as they laugh. Their distinctive jawlines. I feel like a stranger. My youngest sister sees me and rushes to the door, dragging me inside. They welcome me as though nothing’s changed.
The prompt for Moral Mondays this week is Mommy Lessons. My favorite mommy lesson – you’re beautiful just the way you are.