Monday, December 22, 2008

Christmas in Connecticut

My whirlwind trip to the frosty East has come to an end. It more closely resembles the sugar frosted East, dusted by a generous dose of light, fluffy snow - things Sugar Plum Fairy dreams are made of. The first reminder I got that life is different here in a winter's storm is the hush that falls with the snow. You can hear your breath as it puffs into miniature clouds before you.

As I left my childhood home, for good this time, mom-in-tow, we walked into a snow globe of remembrance, heralded into the next chapter by the honks of close-by geese. Whether they were saying goodbye or merely irked at the change in weather, I'll never know. I believe they were calling goodbye. Especially in this season of Christmas, I believe.


Jill Corcoran said...

I'm teary.
Hope your trip back to LA with Mom was an easy one.

Sarah Laurenson said...

Yay. Mom's coming home. New digs get to be used. All the work is paying off. Hope it's smooth sailing, both the trip home and the settling in.

Suzanne Casamento said...

Bittersweet. I hope the transition is smooth and that you and your family have a wonderful Christmas. xoxo