And so it does.
I’m in LA at my cousin’s house. The Monk is here also and this morning was “the brunch”. We all voted down IHOP, his preferred brunch spot. Instead we went to a sweet little cafe spot that served fresh and wonderful food and made us all happy.
We came home and everyone drifted into their own space. I sat and listened to my book and worked my knitting while the Monk watched a horror movie in his room and did his beading, my cousin watched the US get beat by Belgium in another room and I could hear my other cousin blowing his horn in his study. We came together for a swim in the pool and a soak in the jacuzzi where we talked about movies and the Monk asked what we are doing to replenish the 25,000 breaths we take each day. He wants us to plant trees and make compost.
My cousins are so gracious and elegant and serene. Their home is a sanctuary. A perfect place to begin our road trip.