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The word this week is together.
I left the big white ship I called home for a year. Alone again, naturally. No one to travel with except strangers. Anonymous. Attended by people serving people for a salary.
Almost 24 hours later, I arrived alone. No welcome home at the airport. It was all so unplanned. Unexpected. Somehow it was okay. Right even.
Calls made. Text messages sent. I hopped on the bus. Two hours more. I arrived in Bethlehem. Grabbed my stuff. Not much considering the original plan.
I turned the corner. There in the dark. A familiar old green car. The driver’s door opens. Mom gets out.