Home...

We're headed home tomorrow. Home to familiar faces and warm hugs. Home to people piled high in small spaces. To presents given and received. We are going to the comfortable. We are going to a place to be cared for. Where our wounds from a long year will be nursed. We are going to curl up on a sofa snuggled close to those we've loved from a distance for far to long. We are going home to have a beer with friends. To laugh and catch up. To fill ourselves with good food. We have games to play and tales to tell. We have new babies to meet and hold close to breathe in their sweet baby perfume. There are great grandmas who need to see great grandchildren. Children need to be teased and embraced. Adults need to be inspired by the wonder of a child. We all need each other.
So we are going home. We are going home to love, to warmth, to rest. Yes, all of those things sound nice.
And to all of these beautiful people remembered on our door in pictures and handwritten notes, thank you. Thank you for your support this year. Thank you for all of the prayers and love. We are loved. Of that I am certain. We wish you all peace during this lovely season. Peace and rest, and maybe a really wonderful mug of hot chocolate. Happy holidays!