Questa è Enida

Kitreena was missing Daddy more than usual this morning.
She drew Daddy with some whiskers because it was Sunday.
Sunday is Daddy’s take-it-easy day – no shaving, no worries.
Daddy came home on November 4th after being away for four months.
Kitreena and Edrick are now counting sleeps until Daddy’s home again – for good, and the best.
Kitreena was busy drawing this afternoon when Mommy wrote this.

Dear Mom,
Your son has come home to his daughter and his son. My husband has returned to your daughter-in-law. Your youngest child and I had the longest talk ever in Bali where we let ourselves out and just be. Through and through, the more we got talking about the years of us not talking, the more we realized that love actually had always had us enwrapped in silence. No matter what happened and what was done in either anger or desperation, love was the arms that pulled us back together. And your love…has been the finger we wrap our hands around – for better or for worse – learning from our imperfections.

Mom,
Thank you for asking me to come home to you. All my life, no one had ever asked me to ‘come home’, but you. I wept like a child when you wept with me through the wire, thousands of miles away…that one rainy morning. And I wept for that child in me who could not thank God enough for that mother she never had in her own. That child is blessed nevertheless with two mothers. And mom, thank you for leaving your door always opened just in case I need a home to run back to.

But for now I think it is my home that has instead run back to me. So I’ll stay.