Amber light like a campfire lit the blank page. The pen, waiting. Cool breeze draped me in the blackness. I'm in a distant land far from home. Then she descended. Bare and beautiful. Light glimmered off the rim of her glasses. Hair draped over her bare chest. She smiles warmly. I'm getting ready for bed, she said. She slid the bathroom door open and exited into the light. 

I sat there. Thoughtless. Unblinking. Staring at the door. I hear the little one tossing and turning in her sleep up above. The comfort of the dark. Then light pours in. My beautiful wife. Golden hair. Sea blue eyes. A soft smile. The darkness faded. 

I love you, she says as she leans in to kiss me good night. 

I stare at her. Amazed and breathless. She ascends into the quiet dark. The page burned amber once again. I look to the loft above where my wife and child lie. Back to the page. The ink flows.  Home is here wherever we are. A state. Not a place. Here.

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Amber light like a campfire lit the blank page. The pen, waiting. Cool breeze draped me in the blackness. I'm in a distant land far from home. Then she descended. Bare and beautiful. Light glimmered off the rim of her glasses. Hair draped over her bare chest. She smiles warmly. I'm getting ready for bed, she said. She slid the bathroom door open and exited into the light. 

I sat there. Thoughtless. Unblinking. Staring at the door. I hear the little one tossing and turning in her sleep up above. The comfort of the dark. Then light pours in. My beautiful wife. Golden hair. Sea blue eyes. A soft smile. The darkness faded. 

She still good, she said.

Yes. 

Sleeping?

Soundly.

I love you, she says as she leans in to kiss me good night. 

I stare at her. Amazed and breathless. She ascends into the quiet dark. The page burned amber once again. I look to the loft above where my wife and child lie. Back to the page. The ink flows.  Home is here wherever we are. A state. Not a place. Here.