today I feel strangely homesick, except I cannot figure out what that means.
I love my home. I love my husband and my kids. I drank in the presence of my best friend, even if it was just a few minutes. I thought of my other best friend and her expanding belly, and knew that I was loved despite the distance that prevents any face to face. Our house guest is adapting to "us" incredibly well, and his independence is an added blessing I thought I could only wish for (after the guest we had last summer). So, what is it?
perhaps you know ...
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