Tuesday, August 25, 2009


My house has been empty. Quiet, empty, eerie, a house unfamiliar to me.

Three of my children have been gone for a week, the longest period I have ever been away from them. They are having fun, they are safe and happy. But we left at home are out of sync, and our family rhythm is gone.

I wanted them to go. Now I miss them and want them back.

Go, come back. Go, come back.

Soon, too soon, they will just Go.

1 comment:

elizabeth embracing life said...

It is always so strange when there is quiet. My husband took the boys hiking for the day back in June, the older to also gone for the day. I did not know where to begin with the time I had and it was quiet. I was never even aware of the kind of creaks my house has until that one quiet day.