Bitter Sweet

Memories and moments can be bitter sweet, sometimes without prompting or planning something happens that leaves you lost for words.  This happened to me this very day last week.  A group of friends and I were having a coffee break in Tuam and the usual "loo break" after a morning well spent in the outdoors.  

                                                                   Ròise's drawings

I was chatting to a very dear friend in the hallway outside the ladies rest room (as they say in the US) when her little 3 and a half year old granddaughter came out of the loo her hands all wet after she had washed them but the paper towels were too high up for her to reach. She came over and with her little wet hand caught my hand and looked right up at me and with the biggest smile imaginable said "hello Sonja.... It's lovely that your here with us Sonja"  

                                                        Sonja's garden planted by Alisha

......  I cannot describe the feeling that went right through me but instantly tears flooded my eyes and the eyes of her Gran.   We looked at each other in silence then her grandmother said.... "That's not Sonja, that's Sonja's mammy" .  Her little face dropped and she became terribly embarrassed and hid behind her gran.    For a moment, just a brief moment ...... Yes...

Thank you Sienna while it broke my heart it made my day.... Yes....Bitter Sweet the Memory!