I'm so glad to be HOME, and glad that THIS house and this family feels good to me, feels more and more like home. The Kimbrook house no longer feels like home, and that feels sad. Happy and sad and all mixed up. Happy and hopeful for Erin, but a sense of bereavement for me. But this sadness is balanced by a growing sense of love and belonging for this house and home and family! I'm not settled here yet, by any means, lots of boxes still to unpack. But I'm here, I'm home and I'm happy to be here.
I miss my friends and family in NY, AND I love my new friends and new family. It's confusing and difficult sometimes. I wish I didn't have to leave loved ones behind. At the same time, my new life feels more and more happy and settled.
I've just returned from a long grueling drive, from a brief time in NY, too short a visit for the amount of driving involved. Tonight is Dale's birthday and then Graham's piano recital. Sometimes I wish I could be in two places at once. And I'm happy happy happy to be here.
(The picture is the lighthouse at Mackinac Island--representing any port in a storm. (NOT!))