When you breathe your lungs full and the frosty air goes down.
When you laugh for the thirty-sixth time at your husband making Grandma ask the clerk for “B” batteries during Christmas 5 years ago.
When you hold back tears passing their house because it’s been 20 years.
When you open doors without knocking and leave your shoes at the door.
When they go down the frozen hill with their cousins just like you did with yours.
When you sigh at the taste because it’s the food of your people.
When you stack the presents by name.
When you look at faces and see parts of your own in so many.
When you watch the little ones and wonder how they changed so much since last year.
When you hug a little longer at the goodbye because you know it’ll be too long before…you know you’re home.
We had a wonderful long weekend away with my extended family. The snow made it feel like we had suspended time just to live in a special world with our loved ones.
I’m curious, how do YOU know you’re home?
That was wonderful! You have such a wonderful gift with words and pictures! Thank you!!!
Notice your mother does not have that gift! After posting I realized how much I do not have that gift. I used wonderful twice within 13 words. LOL! oh my word! Look at the sentence above, I’ve done it again! Made you laugh!
Haha! Thanks 🙂
I know I’m home when I cross a certain river, when I see the old country store, when I pass by the community sign, and when I walk through the door to the sound of dogs barking and my dad’s booming “hello”.
Oh, I love that visual–I can feel you traveling home. Thanks for sharing that.