You won’t get a blog from me in the next few days, but I imagine I’ll have plenty stored up when I return early next week. Going home is always filled with such different emotions – bittersweet you might say, or as a college professor used to say, sweet-bitter. Happy to see friends and family, sad to leave home and return only to say goodbye again. Happy to be a shoulder to cry on, sad that there are tears.
My bag is packed, and the kitties are fed and will be well looked after. I guess it is about that time… more when I return.