It's time to go home.

John and I were ready to go home. We drug our suitcases to the car, kissed our loved ones goodbye and home we went. Memories to store and revisit along the way.

Every stop during the three weeks made us that more appreciative of our family and friends. But knowing it was time made our hearts jump. The ride home was wonderful. Talking about the arrival and all we had to do. Sleep in our own bed, walk around in our underwear, and fall asleep whenever we wanted.


We were excited to drive into our driveway, everything at our home was as we left it. John and I thanked God for our safe passage.



Carol