Family

“San Francisco” - Photography: Cameron McIntosh

Sometimes when I wake up in the morning I have to readjust to this new surrounding. I can barely believe I’ve been away for seven years. I stayed away so long because I felt so afraid that I was leaving a career that I worked so hard to build. Today, as I look around in our apartment; the decision to come home should have been so obvious.

I am still in awe at how happy I feel when I get to walk over to see my mom working at her desk or cooking in the kitchen. I’m shocked at how many years I missed seeing her on Facetime. I feel glad that I get hear my cat meowing at me to get food. He’s aging quite nicely but getting to be sixteen, an old man now. And so loved by my husband who’s always looking over with the sweetest smile.

When this happens I know that no matter what happens to us as a family that we’ll be able to dance our way through it, and that I will always try to let what fears me most guide me to the next step. Hopefully it’ll not take seven years; but sometimes seven years is better than an eternity.

Wynne