who were not afraid of the dark
because the dark was full of the other’s voice
across the room
because even when the night was thick
and starless
they walked home together from the river
seeing who could last the longest
without turning on her flashlight,
not afraid
because sometimes in the pitch of the night
they’d lie on their backs
in the middle of the path
and look up until the stars came back
and when they did,
they’d reach their arms to touch them
and they did.”
-The Sky Is Everywhere
April is a month when I run high on emotions. Two birthdays that are very special to me. Today is my Sister’s birthday and I long to be with her…talk away into the night…giggle ourselves to tears..till someone in the family exclaims aloud ‘but what are you laughing at?’ Just thinking about the annoyed-puzzled expression of my Dad makes me smile.
A Sister is a world of fun. She is the hand that will catch you every time you fall…the nose that can sniff whatever you have been up to, the eyes that are always lusting after your clothes (size never matters)..the ears that can pick up all the words you don’t say…your defender, your significant other in crime, your secret keeper…and in my case, the stern doctor. ‘So the name is Sugar et al…when did you go for your last health checkup?’
My sister loves Crepes. I have never understood why..I mean its the same ingredients (eggs, flour, butter, sugar) that can translate into something more fancy..like a cake or pudding. But she would always insist on Crepes. The last time I saw her (close to a year), she convinced me to make them right before she departed to catch her flight. And she kept running around the house with a plate of crepes, stuffing them into her mouth as she filled up her suitcases with last minute items.
This is a no alcohol version of the Crepe Suzette. Had T been here, I would have loved to add a tumbler of Cointreau into it but at present the audience are 3 year olds who could definitely do without it. I have also added a twist by including spices in the syrup.
Happy Birthday Dear Sister! You are the knowledge I carry that I can never be alone, my ‘voice in the dark’. In you, I see my childhood…the ‘stars’ I reached for and the ones I will reach for..and my retirement (when we will discuss grandchildren)…
You are my Mirror for Life!
