And so, coming home needs to be a careful and deliberate process. Like the Space Shuttle reentering the Earth's atmosphere, if I don't get it just right, I feel as if my life could explode.
I suspect, although I'm not certain, that my everyday life is still the same. But I know that I am different. Changed in ways that I don't even know. While I'm eager to see how the change will reveal itself, today is for resting. For reflecting. For gently, slowly, easily reentering the life I left behind seven days ago.