For Coming Home Again

Mom, I think about coming home from out of town and staying with you now as an adult. It has a different sweetness than it did when I was younger, because it is not just me returning to the house. It is us still getting to share life, only with more years behind us.

I understand now that home did not disappear when I grew up. It changed shape and kept making room for both of us. That says a lot about the kind of love you have always given me.

I hope today feels steady and kind to you as you keep recovering. I love you very much.