Little House, Big Love

October 14, 2010

I arrived in Santa Cruz on Monday night. My Dad was waiting in the driveway. Home.
I was directed toward the little house behind his. My own little cabin nestled in the redwood trees along a steep cliff overlooking a creek and the town lights. To be here is emotional. The sun and the brightness of the light combined with the loving bosom of my family create a very safe feeling. I am taken care of here. I regress a bit and become happily dependent and a bit spoiled. Even Bello feels the weight of the world lifted from his shoulders.


One Response to “Little House, Big Love”

  1. Mahala said

    Did you drive? One day you should take me with you! 🙂

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