The Magic Window

This is the portal through which every adventure begins. The front porch window at Grandma’s house.

As a boy, it was a doorway. A window for seeing daydreams. Looking at longings. And future plans. I left through the porch for college. And the journey to Texas. What my life would become.

Now it is the portal that welcomes my return. Welcome back to family, to sanctuary, and rest.

I am tired at 64.

Retired.

But also satisfied.

And finally home again.

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4 responses to “The Magic Window

  1. How utterly wonderful

  2. Mickey, what a truly fantastic metaphor. Thanks for sharing. Keith

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