Monday, October 1, 2012
The Coming Home Sometimes Makes The Being Gone Have Purpose
So my blog's been quiet.
Life has not been.
Also, it feels like society is in a place where stupidity rules... which dampens cultivation of gratitude.
There is something, though, that has settled me. It's just a phrase. One I find myself using all the time, but sometimes, when someone else says it... well I guess I just didn't see how much it means.
"I'm home."
And for the realization of what it means not only to me, but to someone else... well, it was a real eye opener.
Home.
Realization that I am part of someone's home.
Grateful.
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