After much unnecessary drama, I have run away from my awful round with the flu (yes, still sick!) and arrived in Maryland for Thanksgiving!
My mother lives in Maryland. She has lived in a lot of places since I moved out of her house years and years ago: Connecticut, Colorado, back to Connecticut, and then four different parts (and five different houses) of Maryland. I say all of this to say how ingeresting it is to me that whenever I visit her, I tell people I’m going ‘home’ even though none of these places is a place that I grew up, a place that I lived, a place that I think of as home. But if I’m going to my mother’s house, I’m going home. No matter where she lives, the moment I get there, I become my most real self, my most relaxed self.
So I’m home for the holiday. Hope everyone’s having a fabulous day!