Who's the Jailbird?

We were reminiscing telling family stories and who did what when we were growing up and growing older.  I remarked that my stuff wasn't anything too far from the straight and narrow and Peter talked about being "detained" and "held up," to which Misa responded: "Soooooo there's like a Jailbird in every family I bet.  Who's it in ours?"  

#timewillreveal #storiesmakeusreal

I love coming home.  Home has been a few places coming from a split fam, but like most of us do, Life continues and you end up paining and pining away for awhile until you get a lil more self-knowledge, a lil more perspective, some experience with loss and growth, and some people who tell you straight-up that  you got it better than most.  

#thanksmom #thanksdad #lovejah

That's kind of what home does to me - shakes me up a bit when I'm low and vulnerable.  And then you remember where you came from and that you're still loved, whether or not you're one of the jailbirds in the family.  It also reminds me that home is just f'in awesome.

 

My run today . . . 

It was 5 miles of home.