homeward bound

My last flight leaving home was a sad one.

I arrived in an overcast Chicago, a glimpse of the next three rainy weeks spent there.

I was wearing Drew's oversized sweatshirt,
but even that couldn't make me smile.

But time, my friends, is a two-sided coin. Sometimes its passing slips too quickly through our desperate grasp, revealing to us once again how little control we have over most things.

But sometimes it's a blessing. Sometimes is runs through May in the blink of an eye and before you know you it you are finally face to face with what you've been waiting for.

I can hardly believe it's been six months since I put in for this vacation while I was playing a snowy and depressed Detroit. At the time I wasn't even sure I'd still be on this tour, but just in case, I wanted to make sure I could get myself home for this first week of June.

You know, get myself home to this guy.

And this little Persephone girl.
And Taliesin, to whom we affectionately refer to as our Grumpy Old Man.
And of course, I can't wait to see some of these crazy cats, either.
And my friends, too...This homecoming is going to be a good one; I can feel it in my bones.

I am a woman blessed with so many dear family and friends.

I am positively rich with them.

Yippee for June!