wade in the water
When you’ve been out galaxy-trekking for a month, it takes some effort to swing back into your normal orbit again. The physical disorientation wears off quick but jetlag of the heart lingers.
I shut my eyes and my feet are padding along the curve of the San Francisco Bay.
I close my eyes and I’m leaning over the ferry railing, hair whipped by the wind, hurtling through the salty mist toward the city.
I close my eyes and I’m calling across the water to my grandfather as we kayak our way to Sausalito for lunch.
I close my eyes and two small boys are pulling me across Muir Beach, into the bracing Pacific.
I close my eyes and I’m not completely back yet. But I’ve missed you all terribly and I can promise you’ll be seeing more of me around these parts. Pinky promise.
The most difficult part of returning from a great trip is the sense of unreality that everything where you just were is continuing merrily along… without you. Great pics. Ken
And it continues merrily along at home without you while you’re gone, as well!
Welcome back! It is hard to love two places at once…
And for me it’s three!
So Tiburon is more than the Spanish word for shark?? :)
Glad you could be there for a while…..
Much, much more. (:
Oh my darling Val, I understand, I understand. Being a west coast person (Oregon) and loving San Francisco I get it. But here I am living in the middle of the USA..so far from the land I love..and yet I do love this place too. I “get it”!
Cue Fiddler on the Roof’s “Far from the home I love”…
I’ve missed you and was so excited to see a post!! I hope that you start feeling centered soon :) xoxo
Getting there! I’ve been drinking wine in the park in the sun, hanging with friends, and other such “centering” activities. (:
Beautiful, Val. Thanks for including me in it. I miss you.
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