“It” was bliss.

my niece has grown into being a beautiful, smart, responsible, caring, hardworking woman. seeing her today… hearing her excitement about coming back for a longer visit (as soon as this summer?)… meeting her boyfriend and seeing he is a decent soul, and great with his kids… tearing up with her over the necklace… watching our babies play together… sitting with our families and laughing a while… it could not have gone better.

my half brother who took his life in ‘99 left behind some awful and jagged realities. his sons are dear to me, but continue to struggle mightily. she is the one wondrous thing he (quite accidentally) gave the world.

i still love danny (or at least my baby sister childish image of who he could have been) in a strange way. but in my niece and her son, that’s where something so much more worth loving lives on. danny’s been gone a long time, and the person i mourned when he perished probably never even was.

but i’ll never stop believing in her. thanks ace. i love you.

Good for you, Laura — and good for your niece.

Here’s to hope and the resilience of the human spirit…

Laura, I’m so glad that it was all that you imagined and more. Thank you for sharing your personal story with us - it’s never easy to completely open up, but you’ve got an extended family online here that feels for you.