1895. soft pencil gray paint carefully stretched across our living room walls. the room has bloomed open and it is ripe for creativity in crafting a cozy sitting area.
1896. safe and smooth flight from Oxford to Chicago.
1897. the sun has greeted us in welcome home cheers every single day since we've arrived back to the US. the air is warm and the sky is soft pink and tired blue when dusk comes. Michigan is so beautiful.
1898. a slow but steady process of re entry. reading, writing, learning, sharing, all little tiny steps to a healthy transition. i sit with goodbyes and hellos in both hands.
1899. the freshest salsa and hot chips from On the Border. nothing beats it.
1900. baby Liv, snuggled beneath the quilt next to me..ben, koko, along with their grandpa and dad late summer night fishing at the pond. a bit of peace.
1901. i am not afraid of this desert i have walked into. i welcome it and place my trust in Him. Speak Lord, for your servant is listening with a soft and broken heart.
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