Deuces

The moment the Southern California sunshine kissed my face I felt a bit better. It’s no surprise (I hope) to anyone that being gone for work for several days always makes me a bit anxious, a lot homesick, and incredibly disconnected and by the end of a long week of missing the connections I so desperately need, I have a hard time talking.  (Yes: me).  So if you see me at the end of a long few days away and I stutter or seem confused or bewildered- know that I am ready for a mental sabbatical and not ignoring you.  Know that I probably need a hug, a nice story, a few minutes of quiet, maybe something to read or write about.  When I’m gone for more than a couple days I miss the moments of connection and contentment I get from a warm hug, my kids telling me they love me, my husband kissing my forehead, and enjoying the simple joy of being quiet.  I came home from a few long days in Chicago and my family welcomed me the way I needed- with hot food and warm, aggressive hugs and sincerely-sa