Today is a full day.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day. Dylan and Brittani are headed home and I have not seen them since last May. We'll be celebrating their engagement. Cara is headed home too. We have not seen her since we went down to assure ourselves that she was okay after her car accident in September.
When they were babies, I could not have conceived of going such a long time without seeing my children, but now they are grown. They have their own lives, their own friends. That's as it should be. I have raised them to be independent.
Today, they will be coming home, and I wander through the house, getting their rooms ready, trying to see the place through their eyes.
I'll fix their favorite dishes. I'll have ham and turkey both.
I'll get wine.
I'll try to make it perfect, because there is just this time, and then they will disappear back into their own lives, and I will become, once again, a peripheral figure.
I never want to miss a chance to incline their hearts homeward, no matter how briefly.