homecoming is something I need to work on. Last week we decided to
spend a few days in Ottawa in the fine Westin hotel. That
was all good, but the re-entry back home is less than idyllic.
I miss the great staff at the Westin, who brought us our breakfast
every morning. I miss going out and coming back to see the room made
up, with clean sheets and clean towels, and everything
perfect.
View of the changing of the guards ceremony
taken from our room
in the Westin Hotel in
Ottawa, Canada
I miss my family and the delightful experience of not being
home. To be fair I go through this every time I leave home
even for a weekend. And the longer the stay the bigger the pull.
To bring this back to art, I miss the great view out my window --
watching the changing of the guards. Ottawa in summer is
a beautiful place.
And a great hotel is a fine choice for a person with a broken
ankle, wearing a cast and moving on crutches. Tomorrow we'll
head out again for a few hours to points north of town, and
by tomorrow, my friends, the cats, my novel, the dog, and life in the
city will have pulled me back again.
Have a loving where you are day!
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