home at last
After a 13 hour flight, and 2 airports, home is the absolute best place to be. The familiar rooms, the sense of belonging, and most importantly your own bed and shower. I was talking to a friend recently who said home is where your ‘stuff’ is , and somehow there is a lot of truth in that. We nest like birds and eventually the the twigs we collect along the way become our comfort, our security, and our home.
photo: a leftover Christmas decoration on the window looking out at the skyline of Shanghai
Happy Birthday to today's quarter million!
After a long hot summer and a lot of traveling, the first sign that we are settled back from the holidays is a home made cake. Lea and I baked a marble cake today and then she and her friend took out all the decorations we have to create their masterpieces.
Candles were added and lit because every day more than 250,000 babies are born on our planet and it’s always someone’s birthday. Happy Birthday someone!
I am posting this also on my beautiful mother’s birthday, so Happy Birthday mom, I love you and am so glad you were born 🙂