Chapter 34 - Welcome Home, Daughter
“I’m just trying to get home,” said Heather.
But she was already home. That was the point, entirely.
—Jean Hanff Korelitz, The Sabbathday River
Suggested browsing song: Welcome Home, Son by Radical Face
After receiving the channeled message from my mom, "the music never stopped playing," I began to notice messages and synchronicities being sent to me through music. This was the very first one.
While the song was playing, I was called to pick up a poetry book I had that I had never opened. It had a ribbon bookmark, and so I flipped open to the page it marked. This was the page. As I read it I cried harder. It spoke of the melodies of beginnings and endings intertwining, a perfect summary of this moment and realization for me, about needing to leave San Diego.