Saturday, February 2, 2019 – Home

We pull into the driveway in the wee hours, barely coherent. We’ve been up for about twenty-four hours and, if my calculations with time zone change allowances is correct, traveling for more than half of that time. The thought comes unbidden, but speaks a tired truth: I’m too old for this. Finally, after a late flight, and

Abundance

Makiya is excited to sit in the hot tub after their journey so, not long after they arrive, we three girls have a soak and a chat. She started writing the annual Christmas play in the car on the way down, later she conducts interviews and, with great ceremony, chooses a director (Laurinda). I assume

Cadence

There is a gentle cadence to these darkest days of the year. I would like to linger here for a while. We tend to little projects around home, and take drives in the short afternoons. We set up a Christmas village in anticipation of grandchildren visiting. We wrap gifts and nibble shortbread cookies. I sit in