As I landed in my hometown, the air welcomed me. St. Louis has changed, at least as much as I have in the 50 years since I lived here. Yet somehow it stirs familiarity and nostalgia in my soul.
I won’t be here long as I am passing through to my dad‘s memorial in East Central Illinois, I’m gathering up my memories of him and our years here to take with me as my brother and I prepare to drive tomorrow. The scents of Spring blossoms and sights of young green leaves stir the birdsongs in my heart of family and friends together again.
What is your relationship with your hometown? What stirs the birdsongs in your heart? Ki to Happiness breathes deeply and remembers dad, our hometown and the many times we’ve smiled.