finding the different to be delicious
The phone asserts itself
with a new app, WhatsApp,
allowing our granddaughter to easily touch us
from the other side of the world,
from Nepal, where she is walking home after classes,
she is there, in Katmandu, to experience, and learn
how the people there have built their lives on what manifests
from their history, from their choices, from each other,
the details of daily life
move me more than these words can express,
I am undone by descriptions of the food,
the lentils, and the rice,
forming the foundation of the meal,
the seasonings, the spices, the sides:
delicious, and different,
Even deeper to her immersion
is the reality of her new family and friends
and what she can be learning of how others are themselves,
just as she can be when she figures even more how her self
can unlock into expansion and redefinition,
how wonderful that our granddaughter
finds the different to be delicious, and not off-putting,
she gets the reality that too many Americans
seem to fear, to deny, to run away from,
somehow we should find commonality in our differences,
by embracing even those a world away
from who we are,
from who we have been,
and reach true to who we can be.
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