It’s been a few days.

I’ve been thinking.

Pensive little Steph has had thoughts but no words.

I’ve arrived. I’ve arrived at this place of familiarity. Elated like a little girl in her favorite local candy shop, my smiles soon turned into squeals, the squeals then progress to laughter and the laughter producing tears of unknown feelings.

“Yesss!!!,” I exclaimed!

9 months later and I was FINALLY HOME!

As I’ve ventured through this transition South away from the familiar and into the somewhat “unknown”, I had little time in life’s chaotic ways to ever process the deep longing inside to simply be home. Before the blink of an eye, nearly a year had passed since I had taken a journey back home to the roads that endured my innumerable days and years of pensive thoughts. I smelled the cool, crisp air once more and it was like getting of whiff of Mom’s perfume each morning as she gets ready for work. Ahhhh, it was so familiar as it swept across my nose. I saw faces that gave me feelings of love, security, & support.

This week I’ve been absent in ways but so present in this current moment.

I was reading this morning in my devotional and a portion jumped off of the page and slapped me in the face. Perhaps this will ring true with you…

“The truth is that self-sufficiency is a myth perpetuated by pride and temporary success. Health and wealth can disappear instantly, as can life itself. Rejoice in your insufficiency, knowing that My Power is made perfect in weakness.”