These last few days have felt like a dream. Saturday night as I sat in the kitchen with Nathan talking about his trip, I looked at the bunch of bananas sitting on the counter and thought to myself, will it be weird from him to come home and the bananas be gone, for items around the house to have "rearranged" themselves. Now I wonder, will he even feel like he is home when he walks into a house turned upside down. I'm starting to adapt to the new "normal" that will be for at least a month or so. He will have to start that process of coping and adapting when he returns. I felt sad as I looked at those bananas, about what he might miss while he was away. A new word or action by Isaiah, an interesting news story, a funny thought, a beautiful sunset...but now as I look back at the dream of these last few days, I'm incredibly thankful at some of the moment he was able to miss, though I know he has experianced many of the same emotions and some extra anxiety from afar.
The water has completely receded. There are still wet spots around downstairs and a small puddle in the crawl space but we are coming out of it now. The road is back open for all vehicles and we're back to seeing our speedy neighbor fly down the street several times a day. The paper arrived as normal and the crisp morning air reminds me that today is a new day full of promise and possibility.
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