Home

 It was great weekend get away, but I'm so glad to be home. 

Home

where they miss you when you're gone. 

I missed them.

The children of mine

I'm so grateful 

they keep things running 

in my absence.

I missed 

laughing with my girls,

puppy dog snuggles, 

kitten kisses, 

cats on my lap.

Home holds those routines

that bring order to my life.

Feeding the animals,

gathering eggs, 

taking out the trash, 

and making dinner.

Home is where 

it all hangs out.

The good, the bad, the mundane. 

Home is where it's "safe"

to feel my feelings, 

to laugh and cry,

to process, 

to do the work.

Home, 

a great place to leave in dust 

every once in a while. 

Home, 

a great place to come back too.