So I'm on the tail-end of a visit up to my hometown. I'm feeling so filled up and content and have attempted to write a blog post a couple of times but the writing juices just aren't flowing and I want to soak up what little time I have left (as my sister sits across from me at our mother's dining room table on her iPad, me on the laptop, both of us iPhones at our sides!)
This week has been so wonderful. I feel so connected when I'm here - to my past and childhood, to nature and the earth, to my family and loved ones. So much comes into focus when I'm here.
I was able to see my Grandfather and Great-Aunt while I was home this week. My Aunt Carolyn was just diagnosed with cancer and had an appointment the next day. I asked her if she was nervous. She replied, "What good would that do?!" I love that. I guess when you're 85 years old that kind of wisdom is actually part of you and not just a something in your head you know is true, yet not fully accepted to your core.
And I also got to hang out with my niece and nephews (well technically they are my first cousins, once removed, but that just sounds so boring and... removed). Campbell will be 10 years old this summer - he was born exactly 1 week after Mike and I got married. He loaned me one of his favorite books - and it was AWESOME. I'm officially hooked and can't wait to check out the next one in the series.
In two days we head back home. I'm determined not to get depressed (I'll let you know how that goes!) Because I know almost all of this I can bring back with me. Not the people, but the lessons. The gratitude - for each moment, for the sun and breeze on my skin, and my feet in the grass. I can experience these connections wherever I am - I just have to choose to.
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