This is why: Restless.
And I'm recalling the quote from St. Augustine: "My heart is restless, O Lord, until it rests in You."
So I guess prayer is in order. Probably prayer that is offered somewhere else other than my car as I'm speeding toward the office, having left 15, 30, 45 minutes later than I'd intended, which is usually when I do my praying. I'm going to really work on building some quiet, reflective time into my days this week.
Oh, and Mike is home again, so perhaps that will help me feel a little more grounded, though I'm sure there will be some transitional moments as we all get used to being under the same roof again. But it feels good to have five of us here.
Your prayers for us are certainly appreciated. And as my Dad would say, we'll pray for you, too.