Thursday, May 15, 2003

Where is my editor? Sometimes saying it "all" can be very revealing; too much so. I think writing can be hazardous as much for what is said as for what is left out. And after what I wrote yesterday I am feeling a little naked, apologetic, and like I've got some 'xplaining to do. Maybe saying more would only be like shoving my foot deeper in to my mouth...

My sad and sentimental emotions will be "bearable," but I think I do have a lot to sort out on the subject. I am not with my Mom and brothers too often, and being all together in such special circumstances was very touching; I didn't realize how much I miss our times together. And just to be clear, I must add that the new relationships and memories that are being forged in my own personal family are as dear and meaningful to me as the ones from my youth. I hope to maintain a balance between honoring the present as well keeping a connection with my past.

I am home. My home is where my children are, where my husband comes to play and rest, where our pictures hang on the walls, where we open our door to family and friends. My home is wherever we are safe together, whether we are traveling or planting seeds. And still my emotions can get the best of me, and I feel a certain aching...extrano mi familia, la gente familiar de mi juventud, y deseo regresar o mantener halgo del pasado y pasarlo al futuro.

Soy muy platicona...I could go on and on, but I think I may be just avoiding the dirty clothes that are beginning to crawl out across the hall from the laundry room. And Geoff keeps calling me with things to add to my new list of really important things to do...

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