Family

I have no family here in this city
What I had was my in-laws and my husband and his people
Now all gone
This day is absolutely beautiful and a Sunday
Everything is set up for sharing life and food with friends
And I have no one
From my perch in my apartment I hear the sounds of fiesta
My Mexican neighbors listening to restaurant music and chatting away happily in a language I do not understand
I wish I could join them, just walk across the yard and sit down
Mamacita would hand me a paper plate with bbq ribs
I would feel included and loved
None of that will happen
Maybe I will go shopping today and enjoy a conversation with a commissioned clerk
I need a new pair of rollerblades