i breathe heavy because sleepiness has already come over me but i'm still awake, propped up in this massive, enveloping, homey bed of grandma's. i am home, for real this time because mom and dad are finally back and so now i can sleep here, wake up here, and do it all over again.
i am so happy. i thought that so many times today. it has been a sweet break for me. skiing and bonding, home-coming to nale drive, unhurried, quiet days with the jordans, talk after talk with precious em, the kind of talks that are begun and ended with patience because we have such a comparatively long time together over this break. i have been with all my people, hugged them, ate with them, feasted on laughter and thoughts and god and gifts and sights and sounds and love. and then national conference. community and sbp reunion and god descended in my very soul. then it was 2012 suddenly, so quickly here. we celebrated--every mcdonald but catherine and lyle, and as we pushed our plates away, we settled back and shared our hopes and excitement for this fresh new beginning. home in hartselle. today, we hiked all together. frigid wind and setting sun and rock climbing and fire-tower scaling. together, home.
and i still have two weeks left.
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