Saturday, June 27, 2009


Refuge. Respite. Driving to my parents. Laughing children with Happy Meals giggle in the back seat. Curving past waterfalls and rivers and waving trees reminding me of the glory of God's creation. Pulling up to windows that wink with hidden memories. Smiling parents come out to welcome and hug. Children jumping out squealing, "Grandma! Papa!" Shoulders relax. Small smile returns to my face. Children run to see bountiful garden and roll down grassy hill.

Ice tea offered. Recounting last hours of turmoil and stress surrounding decisions on selling our house--or not. Values questioned. Principles considered. Tears fall. Decisions made. Memories fill with signatures placed on black waiting lines one minute before deadline.

Wise parents giving understanding nods. Encouragement. Advice. Assurance.

Deep breath. Bigger smile. Relax into comfy old chair.

One step closer to moving.



Thankfulmom said...

You are so blessed to have wise and welcoming parents - Russ and I aspire to be like that as our children grow into adulthood.

robandchristel said...

Better definition of "home" than any I've seen in dictionaries. Beautiful. We are thinking of you and praying for your family during this crazy time.

-Rob and Christel