Thursday, July 30th, 2009

I just returned from a stunning two-hour bike ride with Gonzalo, my brother-in-law. We left his house as the sun was rising, and biked through the rolling hills of Wisconsin farmland. At certain points I was sure I was plucked from my sister’s house and inserted into a gorgeous landscape painting. In a couple of hours, my sister Chrissy and our kids will awaken, and we’ll drive out to a farmhouse we’ve rented, where the rest of the family will join us for a long weekend – twenty-plus people all together.
I am home.
Recently, at book events, it occurred to me that I am perceived as someone who left one life behind to embrace another.
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