i got home around 2:00 this morning. i never know what the purpose of a trip will be. i just know it's necessary. this one was to reconnect with the spirit of my mother in a city we both loved, and to share this with my daughter. it was to make my world seem large again (away from home, away from routine and the expected). it was to get excited about what other people make. it was to visit this city that has been hurt. it was to learn new things. it was to eat good food. it was a wonderful trip.