Thursday, September 13, 2012
After a whirlwind family reunion and a revolving door of cherished loved-ones passing in and out of our home these past five days, the house is quiet. A little too quiet. Do you feel that way, too, when guests leave, and your "normal" life resumes? Somehow troubles don't seem as big, and small joys magnify when you are busy tending to more people. And when they go, you have quiet time to think about just how very grateful you are to have an abundance of people to love.
A fitting way to ease into Autumn, I suppose.
The fridge is still full with leftovers from the many large family meals shared; The house feeling a little empty. I had a manic deep cleaning spree the week before everyone arrived, and now I'm lingering just a bit longer in the messes that remain - artifacts of cousins playing, grandparents napping, aunts and uncles meeting babies for the first time, dogs getting extra head scratches, recipes shared, loud discussions and even louder laughter. I imagine our house holding the memory of all these things in the walls and floors and air, so we can be nourished by that feeling of fullness always. Which makes it easier to begin cleaning up (that, plus a very, very sticky countertop).