Home for the Holidays
I just wrote this to a friend...
I flew back to DC yesterday and have spent most of today sleeping and eating. I got up at 8:30 AM so that I could climb into bed with my Mom...she talked to me while I drifted in and out of dreams. I felt 8 again. I ate a breakfast sandwich and slept on the couch in the sun. I felt like a cat. I had a bowl of soup and a sandwich with my Dad. I felt 5 again. I slept on the couch this afternoon while I heard Mom, Dad and siblings scurrying around. I felt like I had just come home on break.
Being home is great. Healing. Peaceful. Fulfilling. Comforting.
I hope that your Holidays are everything that you want and more.
I flew back to DC yesterday and have spent most of today sleeping and eating. I got up at 8:30 AM so that I could climb into bed with my Mom...she talked to me while I drifted in and out of dreams. I felt 8 again. I ate a breakfast sandwich and slept on the couch in the sun. I felt like a cat. I had a bowl of soup and a sandwich with my Dad. I felt 5 again. I slept on the couch this afternoon while I heard Mom, Dad and siblings scurrying around. I felt like I had just come home on break.
Being home is great. Healing. Peaceful. Fulfilling. Comforting.
I hope that your Holidays are everything that you want and more.
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