Through the Fog and on her Way.
“Any change, any loss, does not make us victims. Others can shake you, surprise you, disappoint you, but they can't prevent you from acting, from taking the situation you're presented with and moving on. No matter where you are in life, no matter what your situation, you can always do something. You always have a choice and the choice can be power.”
-Blaine Lee
“How long will you be gone?” Taia bounced Jonas on her thigh gently, the child giggling and grabbing at her long hair while he chewed on his hand. She looked at Bel curiously, the tribe clothes gone, replaced with a long skirt, a tank top and sandals. In the short time Taia started living on Hale’s, she had assimilated quite nicely. Her eyes still held the sadness of a lost mate. And at night, Bel could hear the soft sobbing of grief coming from the room downstairs.
“I don’t know, Sayasi. It will take awhile to get there. Then there is the short medical training, Sea and Sabrina’s wedding. A few days, maybe a week.” She folded a top and stuffed it into her bag before she looked over at the young girl. “I leave tonight.” She stopped and turned around to look at Taia and then Jonas before she reached over and embraced them both, the giggling baby patting her cheek and looking up at her with big blue eyes. Taia squeezed her close as she sighed.
”You need this, Bel. You will come back better, I can feel it. You have so much good you can do to this community. Everyone loves you. They are just as much your family as the tribe was.”
She pulled away and tilted her head in that curious way, looking into Bel’s eyes. The kind of look that made Bel self conscious. She brushed her hair back before she nodded a bit.
“I will be back. My coin is still spinning, Taia. Who knows? Maybe I have someone to come back to.” She smiled as she reached over and gently caressed over Jonas’ dark hair. The smile Taia gave her was a knowing look. She wasn’t just talking about the sweet cherub of a baby eagerly feasting on his fist. Her little sister had caught her coming in at the break of dawn the past few nights this week. The veiled deception of treating a sick patient or accidentally falling asleep at her desk never worked on the smart girl.
In fact, she had come in early in the morning, her bra stuffed in her pocket and a very satisfied look on her face. The night filled with passion and eager kisses as he said his goodbye and she gave her promise to return. The corners of her mouth turning slightly as she thought about him. Her brain contemplating the pros and cons of such a relationship. Not really calling him hers… and he never called her his. The relationship purely to unknot any knots that have tightened over the months. It had worked. She felt lighter and happier. Less snippy with people and more attentive to others.
When she left him, she felt a twang of sadness as she kissed his rough cheek. Taking in his scent and enjoying the feel of his hands on her back. She closed her eyes at the memory and smiled to herself as she stood there, only the giggle of Taia next to her breaking her of her reverie.
“Little Jonas… this is how your Kauai Bel looks when she is happy. She’s not happy very often, so remember this look. She isn’t always a sourpuss.” She grins as she winks up at Bel as she bounced the baby on her hip.
Bel reached over and took Jonas, the soft coo of the child warming her heart as she pressed him gently against her chest. “Little Jonas, I will always be happy as long as you are.”
Taia grinned knowingly as she watched the two and she knew that this was a turning point for her beloved Sayasi. Bel has found her way through the fog..
-Blaine Lee
“How long will you be gone?” Taia bounced Jonas on her thigh gently, the child giggling and grabbing at her long hair while he chewed on his hand. She looked at Bel curiously, the tribe clothes gone, replaced with a long skirt, a tank top and sandals. In the short time Taia started living on Hale’s, she had assimilated quite nicely. Her eyes still held the sadness of a lost mate. And at night, Bel could hear the soft sobbing of grief coming from the room downstairs.
“I don’t know, Sayasi. It will take awhile to get there. Then there is the short medical training, Sea and Sabrina’s wedding. A few days, maybe a week.” She folded a top and stuffed it into her bag before she looked over at the young girl. “I leave tonight.” She stopped and turned around to look at Taia and then Jonas before she reached over and embraced them both, the giggling baby patting her cheek and looking up at her with big blue eyes. Taia squeezed her close as she sighed.
”You need this, Bel. You will come back better, I can feel it. You have so much good you can do to this community. Everyone loves you. They are just as much your family as the tribe was.”
She pulled away and tilted her head in that curious way, looking into Bel’s eyes. The kind of look that made Bel self conscious. She brushed her hair back before she nodded a bit.
“I will be back. My coin is still spinning, Taia. Who knows? Maybe I have someone to come back to.” She smiled as she reached over and gently caressed over Jonas’ dark hair. The smile Taia gave her was a knowing look. She wasn’t just talking about the sweet cherub of a baby eagerly feasting on his fist. Her little sister had caught her coming in at the break of dawn the past few nights this week. The veiled deception of treating a sick patient or accidentally falling asleep at her desk never worked on the smart girl.
In fact, she had come in early in the morning, her bra stuffed in her pocket and a very satisfied look on her face. The night filled with passion and eager kisses as he said his goodbye and she gave her promise to return. The corners of her mouth turning slightly as she thought about him. Her brain contemplating the pros and cons of such a relationship. Not really calling him hers… and he never called her his. The relationship purely to unknot any knots that have tightened over the months. It had worked. She felt lighter and happier. Less snippy with people and more attentive to others.
When she left him, she felt a twang of sadness as she kissed his rough cheek. Taking in his scent and enjoying the feel of his hands on her back. She closed her eyes at the memory and smiled to herself as she stood there, only the giggle of Taia next to her breaking her of her reverie.
“Little Jonas… this is how your Kauai Bel looks when she is happy. She’s not happy very often, so remember this look. She isn’t always a sourpuss.” She grins as she winks up at Bel as she bounced the baby on her hip.
Bel reached over and took Jonas, the soft coo of the child warming her heart as she pressed him gently against her chest. “Little Jonas, I will always be happy as long as you are.”
Taia grinned knowingly as she watched the two and she knew that this was a turning point for her beloved Sayasi. Bel has found her way through the fog..
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