Ever faithful time moved me right into my favorite season....yet again.
Usually I start collecting leaves, pumpkins and acorns as soon as they make their appearance anywhere.
I start puttering around my house putting up fall and Halloween touches.
Not this year.
I have been nesting....and by nesting I mean throwing everything away.
For you may remember my oldest son left for two years to teach people about Christ in Guatemala.
My heart has been near to bursting because he comes home October 30!
I get to hug him, hear his voice, hear his laugh.
I get my son back.
There are no words in the dictionary to express how much my heart has ached for him and how excited I am that he is coming home.
There are just no words or no way for my simple brain to convey the joy that I am feeling.
So in saying all this that is why I am nesting. I think it is the same feeling as when you are getting ready for your newborn baby.
That excitement and feeling to prepare.
So when I opened up my fall and Halloween Tupperware with all my decorations in it instead of putting them up... I did what any sane person would do and I threw them all away.
I just need everything to be simple, clean and ready.
I can't explain it.
So I used fresh pumpkins, apples off our tree and real leaves I gathered on my hike in the hills with my Tamara.
I used my tattered old books and dishes that remind me of what this time of year is all about...
Family get together's and cozying up on the couch, wrapped in a quilt, with a favorite book.
I am learning patience once again as each day seems to pass a little slower.
I am counting down when I am at the Oakland airport and I look up and I see my boy, my son coming towards me with that smile.
The smile that will light up his face with happiness in knowing that he has made a difference in so many lives.
A smile that says I am finally home.
I imagine my scream and the dead run towards him as I wrap him up in my arms and breathe him in. I will study his face like I did when I held him in my arms 21 years ago from today.
I will cry.
In the end...
this is going to be my favorite fall ever and that is saying something because everything important to me has happened in the fall...and I mean everything.