Home

I made it home.  I saw my parents and my aunt and brother, and my other brother and his wife are on the way.  I heard my grandmother's voice, excited and relieved for my safe arrival.  I've made appointments to see other family and friends and get around the various places I need to go.  I'm tired, really tired, but the novelty and excitement of each moment are pulling me through.  I'm home.  What does that mean?  I don't know, but it feels so good to be here, to have a feeling of arrival here in the Midwest of America, in a home so familiar to me with voices that are the backdrop of my character.  Home, I made it home.