Ending Thoughts

 We leave tomorrow and I'm not sad about that. There's no place like home. At home there is a washer and dryer and a real bed and shower. And my sweet little morning chair. 

It's been fun. It was dreamy too in its way. We played a game one evening, had a picnic on a sunny afternoon, took lots of walks, ate out at a very authentic Italian restaurant...on and on. Many moments of relaxation and reflection.

I've pondered more than usual about friendship and sisterhood. About why a few friends and siblings thrive on explaining and sharing themselves and why some of us are too "something" to explain and share and would rather quietly let people say and think what they will about you and have peace with that. 

I thought and prayed a little more often for church and country. Politics are in both and I think there is a lot to tell Jesus about both. 

I have thoughts about communities, how they should run and the responsibilities one must call their own, which I don't think the world is ready to hear. If I could write it out in story form like Jan Karon or Philip Gulley that would be a clever way to say it without saying too much and in an unkind way. 

But seriously, how fun it would be to explain human nature in story form and humor as I did the blue heron and geese this week. Every one is gesturing and squawking like the animal world. We just don't seem to be able to see ourselves.

Anyway, tomorrow we head home. Along the way, we plan to experience Ikea for the very 1st time and stop to see a Ranger Tug, a boat we are coveting after. See you all next week as I try to resume normal living.