Coming back home, no matter how long I have been gone, is a relaxing and re-centering experiencing - although it does take some time to adjust. Some of this comes from leaving the relative anonymity of my suburban home and acclimating again to the very small community in which both of my parents grew up. Our adjustment began in church this morning, in which we four were a large percentage of the people sitting in the pews. With the sun streaming in the windows labeled with names of families who had donated them (our family included), I was incredibly awed at the sense of belonging within this small parish, myself included.
Won't You Be My Neighbor?
20 hours ago