Home coming: My mother's hugs full of happy tears wetting my neck. My nieces and little nephews running to greet me screaming, "Aunt Coco!", the smell of my childhood home and cookies in the cookie jar and an instant five pounds gained. The sunrise over the Willow creek, familiar faces, English full speed, friends that make me feel that no time has passed between us.
Home coming love abundant, a worn path, comfort and joy.
A blessing.
My niece Patti picked me up in San Francisco. I tried to stay awake home but could barely. Patti understood and drove on. I love her so!
Gathering love
giving love
gathered love
Seeds for tomorrow.
The blue heron greeting me on my walk,
the long never ending canal banks with the harvest fields on the either side.
Home. Golden harvest.
Oh home!
After my walk I took a bowl of pasta and sat on the back door steps.
Home, kick my shoes off and feel the earth that has rooted me and made my heart bloom.
Oh home!
My nieces sat snuggled up on the sofa, we watched One Direction, over and over again and again as we passed around the popcorn bag around and munched, I felt lucky to be included. We talked about how utterly cool it would be to go together to their concert together.
I gotta get tickets to One Direction for my five nieces... BUCKET LIST.
And my mom standing in the kitchen
constantly cooking and baking.
Making love.
Serving love.
Home Coming!!
