Once in a while you get to witness something beautiful in life-something that impresses you and that you dont really understand... But that you know you like..alot.
Often these moments creep up on you out of the blue. They surprise you, they cause both envy and admiration
They impress you. You are impressed.
Tonight. Her. Him. Her. Them
Hugs, kisses, love and nuturing all over the place. Shared bills, shared children, shared pasta and shared adult kids.
How did they get there? To a place where they give eachother mothers day gifts because they look upon eachother as phenomenal beings in the joint effort to love the children that now seem to belong to both of them?
How do you get to such an unselfish and lovely place in life to want to share what you created?
And how does one have the grace it takes to step back to the sideline and let it all play out? Deliberate. On purpose. The shadow role but also front and center. Never trying to be the mom or the stepmom... As not the mom at all. Something different, something unique. Willing to give up the front seat for the beautiful view in the back seat. So respectful to us as the friends that used to know these people as a different couple. To allow for that memory..and that feeling..and that place we had and still have to some degree even amongst this entirely new situation.
Everyone knew their place and understood it. Most importantly accepted their places. Accepted they each had a place. Each a beautiful and different place.
It was truly beautiful to watch. Truly. I learnt so much.
I love the orchestra they have created together. I felt honored to sit there and listen to it. To be part of it all; so different from my own life and so similar in also so many ways.
