It occurred to me today, as I was reading a comment on my site, that I am going home. The place of my childhood that I wrote about longingly here , appears to be my children’s new hometown as well.
Sometimes life surprises us in ways we couldn’t have imagined. Like finding out I had a genetic mutation that led to miscarriages and then 1 year later giving birth to a perfect baby boy. Or meeting the man of my dreams at silly waitressing job that I hated. This move goes down as a pivotal point in my life, whereby I am both awed and frightened. That, I think, is the best of the human experience.