I'm back home again. Going home was wonderful. There's nothing more contrasting than going from the flat, open, brown spaces of Texas to the rolling, tree-lined hills of New England. All in under four hours. The air smells so good I had to roll the window down while driving home from the airport.
Having made the reservation at the last minute, and not really telling anyone I was coming, mostly due to not thinking of telling anyone I was coming, I was most worried about not seeing Richard my down in Connecticut sibling. Traveling without one's own car makes visiting difficult. But he found a way, and chased me down the aisles of the library, while I was looking for a book to take to the hospital. Such a tender mercy, concluded in under ten minutes, and worth every penny of my airplane ticket.
I also was visited by your lovely Aunt Shirley. I so appreciate her willingness to always come visit me. I never have to travel to visit her. Ever. We had a lovely chat, and a perusal through Mom's amazing vegetable and flower garden, and she was off.
And having some sister time is so rejuvenating. All we do is laugh. And laugh. I appreciate their efforts to travel while I'm in town. This is the first time in twenty some years our whole family hasn't traveled together, and I liked it! Coming by myself was refreshing.
After reuniting with your sister, and lying with her as she went to sleep, all her questions were about AnneMarie. Why did she get sick? When can she visit Africa? Does she get to see cheetahs, her favorite animal? When is she coming back? This is my favorite picture thus far, and truly exemplifies her sweet spirit.
I heard from the photographer, the pictures are in! I'll probably get them Sunday. Her email made it sound like I would be getting your disc as well. This is one of my favorites thus far ;-)
I went to church in Worcester, sat and sang with the Bachs, hugged some Ferrins and Valdez. Napped and ate with the Bachs, and felt very loved and pampered. It's so nice to be around friends. And we're all so grateful for their good health.
I hope I was able to contribute to my stay. Before my hospital visits were needed, I spent one morning in the garden with Mom picking yellow beans, transplanting broccoli and tomato plants, carrying rocks for a garden edge, and harvesting vegetables. So fun!
Your Aunt Alana will be here tomorrow...are we ready? After I clean six days accumulated wash piles, sprucify the boys' bedroom, and restock the fridge and cupboards. That's the bare minimum, plus her sleeping accommodations will need attention. And Breyer is so excited to have some cousin time with Ruthie.
Have a wonderful week! I'm back, call me!