|These two? Perfect peas in a pod. Meggie ADORES my sister, Becca. ADORES!!!|
Even Meggie sympathized with me as she peeped up at my mom from her seat at the table and asked: "Meggie go home to Grandmama's house, too?"
You know it's been a good visit with that happens! :)
When the four of us returned to the beach bungalow, I felt so lonely. The house felt empty. It's like I confessed to Kyle:
Seeing them here made being here okay. It's not that they made it feel like home - it's that they brought the familiar with them - and the familiar made everything feel better.
Two months into this move and everything still seems a little new. I'm learning my way around - even though I haven't ventured much off the main road yet, hee hee - feeling out new life rhythms, memorized our address.
But it doesn't feel like we belong here. Having my mom and sister for this week, though, brought the belonging to our front door.
And, tonight, without the familiar resting in the nearness of family, I really, really, really miss them.
We all do.
(I'm already dreading next week when I have to fly solo again. :/ )