Home again, home again, jiggedy jog!
It is cold here. I just returned from 10 days of sunshine and heat and now I am cold again.
Back to work. Back to worrying about people and what they think and what they do and if everyone will be ok and happy just for a little while. Back to making our dinner and washing our clothes and tomorrow, sigh, no one will straighten out our sheets and fluff our pillows when I go off to work.
While I was gone, I didn't waste time wondering why this family member or that did this thing or that. I was so far away, I could do nothing about anything and so the worry drifted into the tropical sky.
But I am back in the cold, where requests I make are frequently, though understandably, ignored and people I love grow old before my eyes.
Sigh. Vacations are necessary but returning can be hard. Just wait. By next week I will have many good things to say.