November 25, 2005

The Returning Home

The Passing Storm, the Cliffs at the start of the Red Road, and Kahakai Blvd Pahoa Puna Big Island of Hawaii

We pulled into the driveway and it was a bit odd. This is the first time that I have been away from the new place "Hale Pau'hana Huakai" (the house at the end of the journey) and have returned.

When we lived at "Midway" in California Woody and I traveled a lot and I always had a bit of sadness at returning. Midway was symbolic of all of the issues that we had in our relationship, house unfinished, toxic neighbors... yet my rose garden and my hope was there. It was my home even though Woody never embraced it as a true home for himself.

I was only away from my home in Hawaii for longer than over night three times and each time it was a bit harrowing. We would put the kitties in boarding, and we'd pray as there was so much drug activity especially at the end. Comming home was a hold your breath so of thing. The last time we went home there the place was empty and that was so hard... I wish that Id not gone

So there was some trepidation as I pulled into the drive. As we unloaded the car, even the cats that had meowed all the way from the boarding place we silent. Woody was silent and I lit a candle and we unloaded the car. The place is so quiet the peace that is settled on this house is so amazing...

I have come home, truly. I have a purpose and a hope. Life will be different from now on. Home is here, and perhaps I have finally come home for the first time in my life and it feels very good.

None of the neighbors are here. All have gone to be with family soemplace in some other part of the country... So I went to the market, bought a few things and we hand Thanksgiving dinner. Our first occasion here in Arkansas.

God has been so very good to us... cant believe it sometimes