Awoke this morning, which is good any where, any time over the age of 70, in my own bed. After a long day of travel from Bergen to Boston, the gift of the familiar was the sight I most longed to see. There they were, Chad and Maggie’s smiling faces picking me up at Logan’s Terminal E, welcoming me home.
As soon as I left customs, I turned on my cell phone for the first time in almost 16 days. There was a welcome text from Lily,”I wanted you to have something fun to read when you turned on your phone.” It’s a rare day, since Lily moved to California, we haven’t connected by phone or text. After spending so many days on airplane mode (costs too much to roam), even my I-phone seemed happy to be home, chirping away as data flew into its secret chambers.
The day’s gray and raining on this Memorial Day but God sent a gift to brighten the horizon. Perched on a frail branch, a very red, full beaked Cardinal looked my way, a reminder of God’s mercy and grace throughout the cruise and of God’s presence this day.
As I think back on the Baltic Sea cruise with Stan and Judy, I’m reminded of a quote from a very famous bear,
“How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” Pooh Bear
Thanks for coming along. You’re good company.
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