I didn't have to go anywhere. I didn't have to do anything, except enjoy the birds, the breeze and the cool, crisp cotton sheets as I lay on the bed that surrounded, embraced, and upheld my once weary bones.
This sure ain't 'Kansas' Auntie Em!
A short respite from the crazy busy days of my normal, everyday life took me to the home of my 'adopted boy child' Walter. Not so much a child anymore, but a grown man now, and the son of my dearest friend, who passed away just last year.
Walter 'adopted' me as his 'second mom' many years ago. We have laughed and cried together. Been each other's confidant and advisor. Every so often, we put our busy lives on hold, and take some time to just 'hang out' together...watch movies, eat, and catch up on what's happening in our lives.
Yesterday was one of those days. Slept like a baby in the guest room of his lovely new house, until the birds announced it was morning. As I lay in the quiet of the still, cool morning, I decided there was a word for this...Bliss! Indeed that is what is was. Thank you, Walter.
It's good to be home! |
There is no place like home, Auntie Em!
Lovely post!
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ReplyDeleteYour joy in your little grandson is palpable. What a lovely Nana you must be!
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