we are finally home

Monday, August 6, 2012

                                                                         (me age 18)                                                                                                                                                             (Wyatt sleeping in box he was afraid I’d leave him.)
Right now, I am sitting in my new house bed less and surrounded by boxes. Cody’s in his new recliner reading the newspaper, I just got done reading blogs on the newly connected internet connection and Wyatt is asleep in a tepee that we set up in the living room.
Its quite, a nice quite. The kind of quite that makes you feel completely comfortable. The quite were all you start to hear are the crickets chirp, the air conditioner blow and the quite turning of the newspaper.
I am home. 
This place doesn’t feel odd, different or scary like it did when I moved out at 18. It doesn’t feel complex, nervous or anxious like it did after Cody moved in.
It just feels like home. A completely comfortable home. Our completely comfortable home.
As I write these words the room darkens, Cody kisses me then quickly nods off on the couch leaving me to bask in the quite this excellent quite the “we are finally home” quite.
Because man, are we finally home.

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