Completion

Eastertide.  On the window is heard a knock, family doesn't ring the door bell, its not necessary.  Tatie Nenette opens the door and smiles.  She sees her grand nephew, her hope; the hope of her family.  Greetings and kisses are exchanged as the smell of chicken and beans linger in the air.  

Tatie Lunice approaches her grand nephew and places some sweets in his shirt pocket, as if he were 10.  "Its just for you, I don't want the others to see," she says in Kreyol.  The small room with plastic covered furniture and pink vomit colored carpet is filled with people.  His people.  Family who came from a small island nation, wretched but yet beautiful.  It was both the  worst of hell and splender of heaven.  This was also reflected in the people.  Even in his family he could see the best and the less than best.  Sometimes he even saw evil.  

He knew that Tatie Nenette didn't really like Tatie Lunice, but she had to take her in because that is what family does.  She had no really reason to dislike Tatie Lunice, but that didn't stop her emotions and feelings to create a reason.  They learned to live with each other, constantly reminding each other of their flaws.  

I don't think that is a Haitian thing only though, its more like a family thing.  Every oppurtunity we get pulling out that invisible mirror and showing those that we love their flaws.  "You're selfish." "Why are you so spoiled?" "You need to change."  "When will we learn to encourage our loved ones, " the grand nephew thought to himself.  His parents had broke him down so much he had lost his voice.  

He wanted to be like his ancestors and stand up and let out a war cry.   Let people around him know that he was very much present and had an opinion.  He wanted to dance to drums which heard beat inside of him.  He longed to channel his people.  He wanted to come full circle.  He craved to bring his people full circle.  All thest thoughts and more came to him as he sat on the plastic cover couch and watched his people interact.