Alaska, home, moving, saying goodbye, Uncategorized

11 days. What?!!!

Saying goodbye is never easy.
It’s harder, I think when you weren’t done saying hello.  I did not get to spend nearly enough time and heart with our dear Waco UU.
We said goodbye to our UU church family this morning. My youngest son played in the garden playground one last time and we sang one of our favorites, Blue Boat Home. Every word settled deep into my heart.
“…never a harbor or port have I known…”
I was reminded, myself a sort of wanderer all my life, that I am home in some ways in so many places.  Always and forever, I will find home among these UU sisters and brothers who understand, “service is my prayer.”
As we left, Eastyn paused beneath one of the dozens of trees. “It smells so good here,” he said. I stopped and breathed deeply the smell of warm earth and tree bark and summer grass. Home.
Soon I will stand on the tundra. I will make a home in a house I have never seen, even the sunrise and sunset will be alien. I will breathe the smell of ocean? Maybe sky and fish. Home.
We’ll leave Alaska someday. I will have loved so many there, but we will continue on our journey.
“…and the earth is my blue boat home.”

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