Officially, it's been 6 days since I've relocated back home...I can't believe I stayed gone for so long, now that I'm here. I'm sure it's all new and exciting right now and give a take a couple years and I may want to pull my hair out and relocate again. But, for now I feel like I belong...I feel my roots, deep in my soul. I haven't had a feeling like this, since the day I left home (at the age of 21). My grandmother has been healing my heart and soul, with the most meticulous and gentle touch that only a grandmother can. She's been telling me ole' wise tales and "her" story, that truly obtains some intense healing properties.
Even, during one of the toughest economic times of my life, I still find the beauty in the small things and I'm sure being in the presence of Rosa Mae, the ability to see things through rose colored glasses isn't that difficult. I'm grateful that I was tuned into the right station, to clearly hear God's voice direct me home...Thank you God.
I'm rebuilding and restructuring and becoming reacquainted with folks and it feels good. Again, I'm just grateful that while doors HAVE been closed; nice, breezy bay windows have been lifted for me to comfortably climb through. I'm absolutely ecstatic....
Namaste
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