there’s a sign hanging on the dining room door with colorful words welcoming me home. i’ve not been here for twenty-four hours and i’ve already had my hair cut (i love my sister) and saw a newly decorated salon. i’ve stood in my kitchen and laughed with younger sisters and a friend while brownies were… Continue reading back to reality

it smells like fall.  it feels like fall.  it feels the way it felt when i was preparing to come here.  and now i’m preparing to leave. yesterday was my official last day of work.  my bags are packed and are in my freshly cleaned room.  my ticket is at the top of my pile… Continue reading getting ready