I love saying "I'm baaaack!" I'm saying it a lot these days, and I'm saying it again now. We left the family farm this morning, and now I'm back in Atlanta. The parents and the sister are in Tallahassee. The brother is back in Great Falls.
What else? Hmm. Tomorrow promises a lot of work. I might have a visa invitation next week. Our carpet, dishes, kitchen linoleum, and toilet are clean. My clothes are folded. All is well.
The just-got-back routine is therapeutic: a chance to reflect on the trip and adjust to the change in setting. Checking the emails, washing clothes, cleaning up, playing music too loud, tossing out spoiled food -- it's all connected to the idea of reclaiming a space. "Here I am! I know you've missed me! I'm back and I'm going to belong."
Posted by nickles at June 1, 2006 08:43 PM | TrackBack