3 years ago
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Yesterday morning I slipped on my favorite red, satin ballet flats and packed our bags. We have been visiting family in Utah for the last ten days. It was an absolute whirlwind. We had two graduations, two baby blessings, a family reunion and several other activities. By the end of the week poor Tommy was almost manic because he was so tired. It was wonderful to see my children with all seven of their grandparents, all of their cousins and many of their aunts and uncles. We saw Thomas the Train and rode the train and went to the train museum. Johnny said "Mama" for the first time. I ran a race and bonded with my siblings and old friends anew. I found that I really miss my sisters and my brother, but not as much as I missed home. Home is an elusive concept for us but I am finding that it is where my stuff is, where my friends are,where my husband is, where my life is. So I put on my red shoes, rounded up my babies and boarded a plane. And found that I agree wholeheartedly with Dorothy, there's no place like home.