Mo and his daughter, Meggie, have the ability to bring storybook characters to life just by reading aloud. Their amazing gift backfires when Mo accidentally summons Capricorn, the evil villain of the novel Inkheart. He and Meggie must find a way to send him back to his literary realm …
So reads the plot of a pretty cool kids’ movie – and book – called Inkheart.
I had an Inkheart moment yesterday. It wasn’t quite as cool.
On Friday, I wrote on the blog confessing: “It’s kind of weird to see pictures of your family on holidays, knowing someone else is there in your place. Not that she’s in the photos. It wouldn’t be in the spirit of our current positive co-parenting arrangement.
“So it’s like she’s mythical too.
“Deep down I’m a realist, so I know one day I will have to face seeing her with my kids. I’m trying to prepare myself for the sting, but I’m not sure you ever can.”
On Saturday, I got the family calendar. And a character came to life.
The calendar is a beautiful thing my ex’s family do each year. It’s filled with photographs of everyone, with all their birthdays noted. It’s distributed to each household at Christmas. And they were lovely enough to send me a copy.
When I sat down on the lounge to take a look, there she was, Miss January. It was the most innocuous of family happy snaps – my kids, my husband, and her.
She’s not mythical any more.
As predicted, the tears stung in my eyes. Just for a moment. Before I cuddled the kids again and asked them to tell me more about their fantastic holiday.
She’s Miss October too. My husband’s arm is around her shoulders as the kids sit on the couch beside them.
But then, I’m Miss June. It’s a great shot of the youngest holding all her skipping medals and trophies while I smile proudly beside her.
So, while I have her staring out from my wall calendar throughout January and October, I presume she gets me staring out from her wall calendar throughout June.
It’s a tangled web we weave.
Song of the day: No Doubt “Don’t speak”