Could this be a tiny root of my feelings of disconnect ? Knowing that each stage of difficulty and greatest happiness in my past I was drawn to the farm. Along with my favorite destination was family. Countless hours have been spent in that kitchen, around that table, on the porch swing, hanging laundry on the line, listening to the wisdom of my aunts.
Planning a long overdue trip to this farm, once the weather stabilizes, and looking forward to the time I'll finally spend with family nearby. Wishing the girls might be here by then, to retrace the footsteps of Toni and me when we were girls spending vacations there.
Having a few minutes of daylight left today, I walked over to mother's and replayed the weekend's events. Nothing spectacular to report as usual, other than lots naps and time well spent outdoors, reflecting on seasons past and ones still to come.
Will call my aunts today and find out what week will work for me to go, and have my uncle's get the house ready.
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