The holidays bring everyone home again.
We have adapted to being just 2 and now we are 4. And they have adapted to being 1 and 1 - on their own with no curfews and no rules. With no one asking when they will be home, where are they going, will they be safe? And yet we still fit together.
The beds have been re-arranged to fit around the desk. The closets don't store their clothes any more - but the floor remembers that feeling of their piled up clothes and is happy. And the refrigerator expands happily to hold the food that they still crave, while the couch makes room for their sleepy heads, and the dog still curls up next to their warm bodies. And we will laugh and argue over the same old things and remember the same old stories and be a family again.
And we are grateful to be a family such as this and to have so many blessings.