We're home

We drove to Petty Harbour for the first time on Sunday -- it's only about a 20 minute drive from our home in Mount Pearl.

As we drove up to the harbour, the perfect song started playing on the radio -- Buddy Waisiname's "Salt Water Joys". The song itself is normally enough to get my heart, but in combination with the spectacular view, it was overwhelming. It's a tender song that really speaks about the love of this island.

I was overcome with emotion at the beauty of the harbour and the intense feeling of home that I cried -- no, I actually sobbed, as we pulled up on the side of the road and looked out at the harbour. It felt as though I'd arrived. We'd arrived. Our family, together.

It felt as though Spirit shook me a bit and said, "My darling child, look. Everything that you've asked for, everything that you've always wanted. It's right here. It's right here. You've arrived, my child. You've arrived. All you need do is breathe. All you need to is breathe. Take it in and breathe."

And, then I realized that it was true. I had arrived. I was home. Not just in the physical place of Newfoundland (which is part of it), but with respect to everything -- everything that I've spent my whole life searching. I'd arrived and I was home. And, there's no where else to go. Nothing else to do. But simply take it all in. And, enjoy.