Imagining him already having put in many hours on his daily pilgrimage.
Sun hot in the sky.
My husband and I have both been waking in the night Friday and Saturday, and adding six to the time...
And I do not usually awaken during the night.
The first night I prayed for safe flight and landing, and imagined their tearful-joyful meeting at the baggage claim, their ride home, the unpacking, his first sleep after being awake for two days......
Last night I imagined them getting up and finding a church.
His time at mass lately hasn't been as worshipful as it had been prior to his pilgrimage.
(the reason he had gone to talk to Giles)
I hope it 'feels' good and right again, now that he is where he should be...
Just thinking about him...
in the middle of the night.
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