Re-entry Isn’t Easy…

It’s good to be home – with too much laundry, too little food in the fridge and a whole lot of warm fuzzies in my heart for this remarkable family o’ mine.  The delight of feeling cool air on my face,  the awesome humility that one feels when looking at the silhouette of mountains which stand boldly reminding me of how inconsequential I am in the phenomenon known as the world.

Seeing the boys in the morning as they would arrive in the kitchen for coffee, still bearing a resemblance of the little guys they once were – hair messed, eyes puffy, faces still soft with sleep.  Tender silence and soft chatter about the plans for the day.  They’d go off to golf with Andy while the girls (women really, but everything is relative – pun intended) and I lagged behind, holding on to the morning without the requirement of tee times.  A trip to the gym, a morning at the spa…blackberry picking and wine tasting, time for some reading and napping and talking.

Later in the day, I’d lie down in our room just to listen to the banter of these six amazing people, their laughter like music on the air.  The back-and-forth of their teasing – relentless though it seems to me, a pleasure for them.  We’re as dysfunctional as any other family – with regrets and memories that still itch under the skin – and love that can both soothe and singe.  And when we parted with whispered “I love you s” there remains the unspoken comfort that wherever they go, we are all together regardless.  Fiercely protective of each other, defending our family craziness with defiance and moving forward with the certainty that there will always, always be us.  And I cry as always, for my body can’t hold all this love and there are no words to explain the tears.  One will hug extra hard, one will tease me until I laugh and one will email me later to check in with the crazy woman they have for a mother.

“This is part of what a family is about, not just love.  It’s knowing that your family will be there watching out for you.  Nothing else will give you that.  Not money.  Not fame.  Not work.”  — Mitch Albom

And for my boys and their loves, for Andy – I love you all more than my heart can possibly hold.  Welcome home.


  1. Oh Em Gee. Mimi, this is one to keep. I love how you’ve summed up what being a family is all about. What being a Mother feels like. What constitutes the joys of simple life. I adore you woman…this is what it is ALL about.

  2. A beautiful post from a *truly* beautiful soul. Family can be so, so complicated, but at the same there’s nothing like it. A lovely testament to the bonds you share. You’re very lucky to have one another, and we’re incredibly lucky to have you as well…. Xoxox, l

    • I hope I never have to wonder what it would be like not to have you in my life…We are lucky and we’re blessed…I think the kids realize it too. We all built this together and the house still stands..xoxo, m

  3. Welcome home Mimi…I missed ya! I can just feel what a wonderful, special and important time you had – so glad for you! Your family is lucky to have you at it’s epi-center! I hope you ease in gently to the ‘back at home’ routine, but with the best souvenirs possible – memories of time well spent with your favorite people who make your ♥ sing! xo

    • Hi Bonnie!! It’s good to be back – I hope all is well with you . Connectivity was awful up there, so I think I have a lot of catching up to do with the posts I follow. We have my in-laws arriving in a few hours – no easing in to being back for yours truly!! xo, m

      • Oh I wish you had a bit more of a buffer for yourself to recharge and reconnect, but it all sounds like lovely family time. Your post over at David’s blog today is beautiful, so beautiful. it stirs up so many feelings for me, good ones, complicated ones, and everything in between. What a gift you have in those memories and all that your father gave you – I loved every word of it.
        Hope you get a moment or two for you in the days ahead xo

      • Thank you Bonnie – August is so full of conflicting extremes for me – birthdays, anniversaries and then my dad’s death. It’s a little draining. But I am blessed with those memories and I miss him every day.
        I look forward to my in-laws coming – and a little running around is good for the metabolism!! xox

  4. A post filled with love and generosity. You have a beautiful and wonderful family that is always there for each other no matter what. These are inspiring, ““This is part of what a family is about, not just love. It’s knowing that your family will be there watching out for you. Nothing else will give you that. Not money. Not fame. Not work.” Thanks. Best wishes…

  5. Holidays are great but there is nothing like getting home, well once the unpacking and laundry is out of the way and you get to sleep in your own bed…………what a great post made me want a holiday………………hell every man and his dog know I want a holiday…………lol

  6. Oh, my aching heart. I imagine myself you with a grown Alice and brilliant and absurd little grandchildren nipping at my heels. The beauty of it is almost too much. You deserve that amazing family of yours… and it sounds as though they deserve you, too. What a lovely life.

  7. Oh Christine, I can’t imagine what I’m going to be like should little grandchildren start entering the picture! it is a lovely, wonderful life – and I can’t tell you how aware of that I am…

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