the old woman has finished sweeping the yard. she feels satisfied with how everything was handled today. the last of her sons have left; as the needed family reunion, finally, came to an end. she can have her first quiet moment of the day. how peaceful it is, she thinks; to be able to simply sit down and enjoy her solitude; to BREATHE the clean air, culled of the raucous banter of her children and grandkids. it isn't that they irritate her, she loves them; but their liveliness can be so tiring to her old bones and her aged heart. peace is a welcome commodity; a reward from the long years of being a mother, a wife, a daughter. at this old age of seventy, she has, finally, been given a time to think of herself, as well; a time of freedom from the shackles of womanly duties imposed by society. old woman. #breathe #wordoftheday #her #yopowrimo #yqbaba