I’m home.  Refreshed, renewed emotionally.  Tired physically.  The flight actually got in 20 minutes early and I was in bed and asleep by 12:15, awake early as usual. It’s good to be home.  It was good to climb into my own bed last night, to hug my son.

So it’s back to work, to the old grind.  The realtor is having an open house for my house on Sunday, so I’ll need to get the deck finished, and the house in perfect condition.  I am ready now, really ready, to focus all my attention on getting this house sold and moved.  It’s a good deal like being in limbo, like the haiku I wrote yesterday.  Not here, but not there yet.

I am so anxious to start my new life and leave all the drama of my life behind me, up here.  Just to spend the day being myself, doing things I love to do, getting Avalon, my little house, turned into a home.  Spending time with my friends and my sister down there.  We talked of hosting a family reunion down in FL, now that I am there and can offer more beds.  Lots of space between my sister and I.

So, a milestone has been passed.  My mother’s remains lay with my father now.  Her spirit, and his, stay with all of us.  They live on in the love we share between us.

I have a gong bath tonight.  I hope I can make it, I am worried that it will be difficult to get out of work in time, but I think I can do it.  It would be lovely to go.  Lot of things on my mind that I could probably work through.

Well, off to get my day underway.  Love and light, everyone.