Down memory lane

I took today to show my boys where I grew up. Both houses, the elementary school, the farm where my dad made a living. I don't think they were very impressed. But to them we just saw houses and places. To me it was so much more.

We also made a stop at the cemetery where their great-grandparents are buried. As I made the trip up here, I realized that the last time I was in town was when my nana died. That's been 3 years next week. I've never been away from here for that long when I lived in this hemisphere.

We start the reunion festivities tonight. Dinner and a gathering at the town clubhouse. I'm interested to see who all has made the effort to show up.

And the beat goes on...

It has been a very stressful month. Mom & I are still working through all the stuff around the nursing home check-out.

I've been seeing my counselor; I've been doing alot of reading. I've also been praying that God is glorified in all of this.

But my little family has taken a little break...we have traveled to my 25th high school reunion. It's going to be weird to see everyone after such a long time.