Today Twilight is my favorite time of day. There is nothing more serene than watching a sunset and listening to nature preparing to end another day with the animals and birds final sing-off of the day.
If I am fortunate to be at the beach and watching the ocean -well… life doesn’t get much better. But that hasn’t always been the case.
As a child at camp twilight was the worst time of day for the homesickness to creep in. Eva Cate just got home from St. Christopher and called me! She had a great time and loved the camp but confessed she had two bouts of homesickness in the late afternoon -twilight.
I told her she got my Boo Boo’s genes. I shared this story with her. After mother died and I was going through her desk… she had saved a letter from me from camp-I was about Eva Cate’s age and I wrote:
Dear Mom, I miss you so much and even miss my brothers a little. When the the sun goes down and the crickets start a’ cricketing I start a’ crying. ( there were ink blotches in the paragraph where my tears soaked the paper)
Eva Cate started laughing-she really did enjoy camp and especially loved learning to kayak and sail.
Now and then I catch a glimpse of Ben …and if caught off guard a pensive look resembling homesickness is spread over his face.
It is never home alone we miss-it is the sense of security and acceptance by those who have loved us we miss.
So until tomorrow…
” Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh