She’s back

“it was very strange to think that the children I had were already—in just one generation—so different, so very different, from me and what I had come from.”

— Oh William! by Elizabeth Strout

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TGR flew in half an hour ahead of schedule from Vancouver but the time it took for her to disembark and clear customs was frustrating. The hug was, as usual, well worth the wait; to feel the skin and bones of one of your children for the first time in a year is familiar but unique. We were drawn together in flight arrivals by the kind of cosmic magnetism that only parental love  and blood possesses. 

Back home we settled immediately into a routine of eating, drinking, talking, cat hugging, banter, laughter, and planning the next twelve days of her visit. Easy. Always is. The Dizzle and Ms R dropped by for a coupe of hours. TGR did well to last until eight o’clock when the lack of sleep and time zone displacement finally took her off to bed.

Gee but it’s great to have her home.