Road trip journal, final entry

Wednesday, 17 August 2022 + Utrecht

We are home again. Or at least, back in this other home, which is also good.

I was slow getting ready for work today. (How does my routine go?) In my absence spiders had taken possession of my bike bag. I had to delicately remove them.

               Looking back, I can say the trip went better than I dared hope. It was overwhelming, in a way. We got along, mostly. We put old tensions to rest. We saw people we love and met some we may yet love. And all the way the world was shining!  

               It wasn’t perfect, but damn near.

               I’m grateful, Lord, very grateful.