A lobster trap Christmas tree welcomes Mainers back home in the Portland, Maine airport.
Maine’s wonderful Governor Mills placed a new sign where I-95 enters our state. “Maine – welcome home.” I like this gentler, humbler version of the old motto, “the way life should be.”
I’ve been coming home to Maine since 2002, and its charm only increases with the years. I felt inexplicably delighted with the world today as my Detroit flight descended over Portland’s rocky coast. Back in Maine, a weight melts from my shoulders; I breathe the frosty air and relax; the world feels sensible, dependable, manageable…welcoming.
The 2-hour drive up to Bangor is nothing, just a long winding driveway back up to home.
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 135: 103 words, TOTAL = 22,156; 37,844 remaining
Robin Clifford Wood is a writer and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband and dogs, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her grown children and their multi-species families.