Previously on Rising Sun...
The next morning Soleil found herself in the back of a Suber, headed to Newcrest. Despite how emotionally drained she was the previous nightâs disappointment, she was glad to be getting out of her apartment. Moving last minute had been stressful, and frankly she was tired of looking at all of her stuff.
The sun felt warm on Soleilâs face as she sat in the back of the Suber, watching suburbia pass her by. The light breeze was nice too; spring was finally coming to an end. Summer was fast approaching and Soleil couldnât wait.
She and her mom attended a yoga class together every month. When she was younger, she and her mom would do yoga together every weekend. Soleil didnât have as much free time, but her mother insisted they keep up the tradition. Soleil couldnât get out of it even if she tried. She smiled as she thought of her momâs favorite response. âWhoâs going to keep up with your self-care regimen if I donât?â
As much as she looked forward to spending the morning doing sun salutations with her mom, she knew that that wasnât all that they would be doing. There were very few people who knew her better than her mother. Ahnai knew both of her children so well that she could tell when something was wrong with one, just by looking at the other. It was a bit of a pain growing up.
Stepping out of the Suber, Soleilâs feet quickly took her up the steps and into the reception area of Zen Yoga & Wellness. And there she was. All of a sudden it seemed, Soleil found herself in her motherâs arms.
âHi sunshine.â Soleil could hear the smile in her motherâs voice as they embraced. Soleilâs response was muffled in her motherâs shoulder. She always smelled like warm rosemary, it reminded Soleil of her childhood. Soleil felt some of the tension that she hadnât noticed before, leave her body. Her mother had a healing affect that way. And their yoga sessions always came just in time.
They moved their light conversation into the yoga studio. They were a little early so they took off their shoes and waited for the instructor. Soleil hoped that her mother would just spend the time meditating, but that wouldâve been too good.
âSo.â That was the only word she spoke. It wasnât exactly a question, but Soleil knew that she was waiting. Plus, her body language and facial expression said a whole lot more. She had this look. It was almost smug, and expectant, but more knowing than anything. Like she already knew what Soleil wouldnât say, had predicted the events in the first place, and was ready to provide her expert opinion. Great, Soleil thought with a sigh.
Clearing her throat, Soleil decided to start, or one could say distract, with some good news. âDarien found us a wedding planner.â
âThatâs wonderful hon, have you seen any venues yet?â
âUh, no, not yetâŠâ Soleil started playing with the edge of her yoga mat. The tacky texture was suddenly quite fascinating. As much as she wanted her motherâs advice, she was still embarrassed. Her mother and father had a perfect relationship. They had been together her whole life. There was so much she wanted to tell her mother, but how? How could she express her unhappiness, without totally throwing Darien under the bus? And she didnât even want to think about what her mother might say. How can I say just enough withoutâŠ?
Noticing her daughterâs hesitation, Ahnai spoke up, âHoney-â Much to Soleilâs relief, her mother was interrupted by the appearance of the instructor, and several more people there for the class.
This wouldnât be the end of their conversation, but Soleil hoped to at least have her thoughts together by the end of this class. Thatâs what yoga was for, right? Mindfulness and allat.
Yoga was just what she had needed. It was as if the stress of the impeding talk had just melted away.
They decided to stay and talk in the studio. There was a special on massages and the next class wasnât for another hour, so it was just the two of them. Her mother wasnât one to judge, she didnât really have a reason to be afraid to share with her.
Taking a deep breath, Soleil divulged what was on her mind. âDarien stood me up again.â
Ahnai had a soft, knowing smile on her face; she hadnât really needed the confirmation. She didnât want Soleil to feel attacked. And she knew her daughter; she could be a bit of a glutton for punishment. She asked, âDoes he make you happy?â
Soleil was actually surprised at the question, what did she mean? She wouldnât have gotten engaged if he didnât. âOf course, ma.â
âWell⊠heâs been really busy with the campaign lately, but before we would go out all the time. He picks out art pieces for me; um⊠we go to lots of events together...â
Ahnai had noticed a while ago, Soleilâs knack for excusing Darienâs behavior. She didnât like it.
Taking a different approach, Ahnai inquired, âAre you happy?â
Confused, Soleil immediately responded, âYou just asked me that.â
âNo, I didnât. What do I always say?â
Thinking back, Soleil realized that she was mistaken⊠her mother hadnât repeated herself. With deep breath, she answered her mother, âYouâve always said that happiness comes from within.â
âAnd it does.â Ahnaiâs voice had taken on a soothing quality as she spoke. Her eyes softened as she observed her daughter. She remembered being her age, and confused. However, Ahnai hadnât had her mother there to have these conversations with. She never knew her mother. She was aware though, that it didnât matter how much guidance she gave⊠Soleil would have to decide for herself.
Soleil was becoming flustered, what is she getting at? âOkay ma but⊠why does it matter if he makes me happy, if happiness comes from within anyway?â
Ahnai had an intense look on her face. She knew what she needed to say. âBecause you wouldnât be with him if you were happy⊠Soleil, my sunshine,â Ahnai felt like she was pleading with her daughter to understand, âa happy person doesnât settle for unhappiness just to be with someone else.â
Find out what happens next time on Rising Sun...
AN: Soooo sorry for the wait đđŹÂ Let me know what you think. Also, Ahnai (pronounced uh-n-eye) is one of my favorite sims ever fyi.Â
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