Sunday, May 7, 2017
When we travel back to visit family in Chicago I always say "I'm going home". Maybe because my dear Mom is still with us and perhaps because my sister, Midge, is still living in the area. Or maybe it's because they live in the house we grew up in. However, I've lived in Ohio for 40yrs and I was 23 when we left Illinois, so I've lived and grown older here more than "home". My other siblings all live elsewhere....Wisconsin, Georgia, Florida...but I wonder if they say they are homeward bound when they come to visit? I guess I'll just have to ask them! The saying goes, home is where the heart is. In that case it's anywhere family is gathered. Jack and I "gathered" with family this weekend to visit Mom and see how she was doing after her hospital stay last week. Thankfully, prayers were answered and she didn't have to have the pacemaker. It's still a possibility, but for now it's a wait and see game and she did really well while we were there. She is very happy to be home!
we (I) want too. Win win, right!? We drove it home with me at the wheel since Jack still doesn't have vision good enough for that long haul. It drove great and except for the lead foot take off that threw ol' Chubbs off his pillow, I didn't get us killed or anything! Whew! So it was good to go home and see everyone and it's always sad to say that dang "goodbye". But it's also good to be home here and get back to our routine. The flowering treesat the Pines are still looking good.