There was a wedding and a dance floor that was packed from beginning to end. There were family members, both immediate, extended, and chosen. There were hot temperatures. There was very little shade. There were sunsets galore. Basically, there was a trip and it was, as the kids say, epic.
“I thought about you all then and how and what,” Maga said as I described some of the bigger events that took place over the past two plus weeks and then again over the past 24 hours of travel. “What a crazy, mixed up day.”
I’m not sure if it was the jet lag or the familiar voice, but everything she said made sense and even though I haven’t yet unpacked, I felt like I’d arrived home.
Abigail Mumford 