I’m home. And exhaling.
It’s that deep guttural exhale that happens with your whole body and feels so good that your eyes dampen and your heart swells.
My daughter and I whisked to Texas this past weekend to be by my husband’s side for his grandfather’s funeral, and despite the somber air, it was really sweet to see his extended family all gathered together in the name of celebration and reverence. Everyone was on their best behavior, and it was a string of low-stress days filled with laughter and the good kind of tears.