Home

I'm here! I've never been here in November before, and there are leaves on the ground everywhere.

This is our tiny forest. My almost husband cut clear a path for the school kids who always walk through on their way to the bus stop from a neighborhood behind us. I like that he did that instead of putting up a fence to block their shortcut. What a nice man and a good neighbor I am marrying.

I'm so happy. The last time I was here was the first time it felt like home, and I am so glad to come back. To come back home.

There is much to be said for a place that you can call your own.