home

Got home very late last night after a long drive from LA. Our reunion with M was spectacular, it's so obvious she missed us, and yet she had a wonderful time. I can't get over how different she seems....what did I miss? Longer sentences now, new words, new favorites....so much in two weeks.

I cannot wait to get back into all of your lives. It's amazing how much I missed coming and hearing how you are, what you are thinking, what you've learned and felt and made you laugh. I expect to use naptimes and bedtimes wisely (in blogger speak rather than laundry and cleaning speak) for a day or two.

I was ready to come home. I loved some of our travels, struggled with some of the others (no hot water for two weeks, anyone? those pesky guns?) and worried my way through some of it too. You always have time to learn more about yourself and your life as you are living it while on the road, long spells of quiet and lack of routine does that for me. And then home is so fierce, so normal, it's almost already easy to forget that not 24 hours ago I was still waking up under El Salvadorian skies, roosters, always roosters, encouraging the dawn.