She had love on both sides.
One that came from inside and the other she let in.
She was glad for a change to have the middle seat on the plane.
She had never been so excited to land!
Family was waiting.
Her parents, siblings, niece, nephews, cousins, aunts, uncles...
Including her Papa!
They would all be there to celebrate the B'nai Mitzvah.
Introductions were made.
She knew they would go well.
How could they not?
They would most definitely see what she did.
Family surrounded her with comfort.
She reached over and pulled him in with her.
She'd glance over to him every now and then,
Hoping he saw the happiness in her eyes.
Glad for the moments when his hand touched hers.
She watched as her child charmed the room
With her warmth and energy.
They couldn't help but giggle.
Neither could she,
But she stifled it as parents often do.
Her niece and nephew were now 13.
Family congregated in the synagogue
To celebrate this mitzvah.
Her sister glowed with pride
And rightfully so.
Tired from their day of travel
They headed back to the hotel.
Her little one was up so late
That her eyes shut before she finished her meal.
He remarked about the loving look she gave
As she held her child in her arms.
She loved when he'd reflect on those moments for her.
A long day indeed.
She savored every moment,
And drifted off to sleep.
Tomorrow would bring more joy.
This was Day One.