Saturday, January 25, 2014
Here at the end of all things - well, not really all things but our time in the U.S. - my cup is overflowing with blessings. There is a sweet pulling together at the end, a time for heart-to-hearts, last visits and goodbyes and meals, that leaves me full, but with a shadow ever present. I like new chapters and new adventures and fresh starts, but I will miss my family, some longtime friends I have seen again, and our safe, comfortable life as we return to the unknown. But not so unknown, since in a way, we are also going home. As much as I don't want to leave my loved ones, I yearn to be settled, to be in my own space and able to put down my family's little roots again.