Back in Ukraine from Southern California. I love to travel, but I love the coming home as well. It is good to be in my own bed. Got home Thursday around mid-night and couldn't sleep until 5 a.m. Obviously my body was still on California time. Then last night I went to a bible study where I wanted to sleep the whole time. Came home and then couldn't sleep until after 1:30. Adaptation. Maybe tonight will be better.
Anyway, it was a joy to be with my sisters and my dad (age 87). At his age I never know if I will see him again so it makes each visit all the more precious. I recognize the need to say those last things you would want to say to a loved one if you knew you wouldn't see them again. Shouldn't we do this anyway?
1 comment:
Oh, this is so true! I'm glad you enjoyed your time with your Dad :) Welcome back to your comfy bed :)
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