Homecoming.
“Ladies and gentlemen this is your captain speaking…welcome to Toronto. The local time is 11:02 pm and the temperature is a warm 25 degrees Celcius. If Toronto is home, welcome home. If you’re visiting, enjoy your stay. Thank you very much for flying with Air Canada…”
Toronto isn’t exactly home, but it was close enough. Hearing those words made me smile. It made the dude sitting next to me gulp back the last of his second gin and seven. I grinned and laughed, I couldn’t help it. “Suck it back, eh?” I said to him, sounding oh so Canadian. It had been a bit of a rough landing, but I was so happy to be back, only a car ride down the highway to my cats, my garden, my bed and my husband.
When I got in the door last night, Graham was waiting upstairs in bed for me, and actually laughed out loud when I came around the corner into the room. How wonderful it is when someone is that glad to see you. And I was that glad to see him.
The homecoming got even better.
Today, while we were sipping coffee in the living room Graham said, “You know, when you were away I really started to appreciate how much you do around here. It’s a lot of work, taking care of this house…laundry, cleaning up after the kitties, vacuuming. I should do more to help.”
I think my eyes popped out of my head.
He laughed when I responded that I was trying to think of the household chores I least enjoy. For now we’ve established that vacuuming would be Graham’s job from now on. Needless to say, I tossed an extra pile of catnip on the kitchen floor after dinner.
I feel as though something inside me has changed since I’ve been away, as though some of that hippie California air has rubbed off on me. I feel that I have a new-found faith that everything is just going to be okay. Even though our bank account is in the red, Graham didn’t get to work his full hours this week due to rain, our roof needs to be reshingled and the restaurant re-opening has been delayed, I just know that we’re going to make it.
It doesn’t matter if there isn’t a lot of money in the bank. There is food in our garden and a roof over our head. This month is a bump in a long and winding road that is far from being a dead end street. One month in an entire lifetime is nothing. Our love for one another is solid, and I know with every inch of my being that he and I will just…make it work, somehow.
I don’t know how I know. I just do.
What a sweet homecoming. I think if my husband ever said anything like that to me, I might die of shock on the spot.
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I’m happy you’re feeling ‘at peace’ with everything. It always seems to help make things better.
I’m halfway out of my seat as soon as the pilot says ‘Welcome to Halifax’. 29 more sleeps and I’m there!!!!
My husband always finds it hard to be alone (bachelor he was not meant to be) but I would die of pure happiness if he ever said that to me!!!
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Home has a bit of magic about it that way, when you’ve been gone for a while. It inherits all the potential that the unknown of the vacation spot had, where you never knew what would happen but you knew you’d have a good time.
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Yay!! Glad you’re back and glad Graham understands what you actually do around the house. It’s a nice feeling when they actually GET. IT. Better when it lasts. LOL
I hear ya about being in the red yet finding some peace. It’s a really hard spot to be in but when you really think about it – it’s not even half as bad as it could be. I’m glad you’re not as stressed.
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you sound like you’re in such a good place! welcome home
My husband surprised me the other night by washing the pots and pans, then unloading and reloading the dishwasher. These are things he NEVER does. I hope he realizes the slippery slope he’s set himself upon.
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You will make it, I don’t doubt that at all. It is so hard to get that sort of perspective when you are mired in difficult circumstances. Even if logically you know it should be short lived, it still feels never ending when you are in it. I’m glad California was a nice recharge for you both.
(and hooray for no more vacuuming!)
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I came back with that same positive energy. Maybe SF is magical? I don’t know but I loved your post. Totally struck a chord.
Enjoyed seeing you at the party as well. Sorry if I screamed in your ear
xo
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The Universe always provides. Eh, we both know that’s not true. But in your case, with your attitude, I think it is.
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