It’s always good to come home and enjoy a warm welcome from Tuvia. Just a bit more than 24 hours and when I drive back into my empty driveway space Tuvia is out and at my driver’s door in minutes with empty arms to help me bring everything from the trunk back into the house in one trip.
Just one overnight and he knows that I will be struggling to balance everything: stuffed overnight bag, camera bag, computer bag, extras.
I am poised in my seat at the kitchen table and coffee is soon perking to bring me back to life. Sure, there’s time for a nap but I want to enjoy the afternoon with him and an early dinner planned at our Bone Fish.
I don’t share the writing I began at the start of the workshop because it’s too scary. Instead I read a piece to him that brings us to a shared memory. He smiles.
Even today, it’s still a novelty to wake up next to him, home.
Sweet to leave, sweeter to return.