Monday, April 20, 2009

deep connection.

when we arrived at my parent's house, i didn't expect to feel the way i felt.
it was like coming home.
i know that sounds silly, given that it was my home,
but i am not the type person who generally feels deep connection to a place.
people, yes, but places, not often.

when i walked into the kitchen, and looked out the window,
the water, the smells,
my eyes welled up.

i have a deep connection to this place,
this place i called home for a time.

connection is good.
belonging is good.
feeling the water in your blood,
that is magic.


Anonymous said...

Oh I can relate! Glad you had a good trip and are back safe......dg

dewatobay said...

And a joyful sound went out from this place when its missing piece returned.

"It doesn't matter where you are, it doesn't matter where you go
If it's a million miles aways or just a mile up the road
Take it in, take it with you when you go,
who says you can't go home."
Bon Jovi

Morgan said...

Emily and I agreed yesterday that Grandma Maria and Boppo should leave the house to one of us and we'll share it! :D