Home again -- amen

....and Mexico IS home now. Ten days away in my parents' house. As someone once said about somewhere, "There's no "there" there! Couldn't trust, still can't trust, myself to write about the holidays. So many changes in our family, and I don't know whether to laugh or cry. I don't do either. I just pray. And I keep that pretty simple -- the bicycle wheel prayer: "God, I know you love me. You love us all. Keep my spoke attached at the center and circumference of Your being. Keep us from driving each other crazy."