How to explain the breadth of my feelings about being home within breathing distance of my own family would be impossible. There are over 170,000 words in the English language but none of them will fully explain the drift down into softness that comes as a woman swoops to the floor, dropping her bags and freeing her arms to receive three tiny flying child bodies. They were all released at the same shout of recognition and they cannon towards her, only her, hurtling across the airport terminal carpets, aimed straight for this woman. Their kin.
For some reason the greeting place through the final door of a long journey is infused with a kind of magic. Good magic. The magical abandon of children both disarms and nourishes.
It is Sunday morning now. The house is very quiet as everyone sleeps.
Only the wind from the sea whips up through the open windows.
Quieter here than the farm.
Love celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
35 responses to “TO EXPLAIN”
No explanations needed about what it feels like from one ‘grammy’ to another! (From a grammy of 3, 1 of which is only an hour away and the other two are 3 hours away.)
Gorgeous photos. Beautiful words. They are simple words. Home. Family. It’s the spaces in between them, you can’t express, that have to be felt.
Wonderful!
Welcome home
Arohanui.
💕
Oh Celi!!! So very happy for you every time you go back home!!! I kinda know some of that feeling when I go to Germany to visit relatives!! Enjoy every moment!!
So happy for you!
All the joy and beauty of that language that you shared! You are right there may not be the words for that, but many of us understand that feeling of the joy of that reunion. The photographs are so beautiful and I hope you enjoy every minute of that time.
…and the sky alone, must be worth a visit!
It you did explain and I was carried away, lovely. Enjoy! ~Mame 😊
I was so happy to see you made it in spite of the weather. I was watching for a post. I understand though I don’t have what you have. Grandchildren. There would be no words. Enjoy.
What a coincidence! We Leave Taupo this morning for a two night stay at a sheep farm near Mangaweka. Then on to Wellington returning home to Arlington,VA Thursday night. Maybe we will run into you at a grocery store! Bud & Helen
Oh my gosh, you took me back a few weeks in time when I went to pick my grandson and his mommy and daddy up at the airport for a week’s long visit. There are no words to explain that feeling when they run to your open arms. Have a wonderful time!
Ginny
Welcome home Celi
So happy for you!
The bones know their home soil and the heart its own country. I am child- and grandchild-less, and it is rare that anyone has ever met me off a flight, but I still felt the solid joy of a dear body flying towards me through your words. Hoki mai.