Cabin Sunrise

I am sitting in a wicker rocker on the back patio of our cabin, which really is a condo with two apartments inside.  The kids have one and the grownup have one, with rooms for the boys and the girls and the grandparents and the baby and us.  We are on the river that goes through Branson just a ways away, near enough the lake for a short drive when we want to go play.

  

I grew up in these woods, before Branson was a thing, and inherited the cabin from my mother when she passed. We sometimes do Branson things when we come, but we don’t come to be be busy or stuck in traffic.  If we play, we do in the off season when tourists are back in their real lives and our retreat is reclaimed.

  

Always, though, play or rest, it feels like home to me.  I need the woods, and the walks through their paths, and we need the slow mornings and the long evenings.  We need the space of the hills to climb and run and breathe.

This is where we come to write, and to rest, and to let our children run free the way we did when we were little.  

We come to sleep to the sound of of water rushing over the rapids, and to wake to woodpeckers and whooperwills.

It is rest to me.

We haven’t been here in a while because my brother and his family were using it while their house was repaired after flooding in Springfield, so it is good to be back, and we will go to church with his family today.

My mother is buried near here, so we will visit her as well.

But mostly we sit in big kid seats for breakfast:

   
   
Because breakfast is the best.

And respite is the best.

And kids playing happily with deer and rabbits and squirrels and birds is the best.

And rocking on the porch for the sunrise is the best.

  

  

About Emily

I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints since 2009. I serve as a Chaplain, and work as a counselor. I got bilateral cochlear implants in 2010, but will always love sign language. I choose books over television, and organics over processed. Nothing is as close to flying as ballroom dancing - except maybe running, when in the solo mood. I would rather be outside than anywhere else, especially at the river riding my bike or kayaking. PhD in Marriage and Family Therapy, and currently doing a post-doc in Jewish Studies and an MDiv in Pastoral Counseling. The best thing about Emily World is that it's always an adventure, even if (not so) grammatically precise. The only thing better than writing is being married to a writer. Nathan Christensen and I were married in the Oklahoma City temple on 13 October 2012, and have since fostered more than eighty-five children. We have adopted the six who stayed, and are totally and completely and helplessly in love with our family. Nathan writes musical theater, including "Broadcast" (a musical history of the radio) and an adaption of Lois Lowry's "The Giver". He served his mission in South Korea, has taught song-writing in New York City public schools, and worked as a theater critic for a Tucson newspaper. This is not an official Web site of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

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