Monday, March 9, 2015
Home Sweet Home
There is excitement to go away, to explore a new place, to sink into the daily nothingness that comes with time away, but it is always nice to come home. And we did just that on Saturday.
Reece and I packed up the car, and said good bye to the ocean early Saturday morning, 2am to be exact, and drove all the way home, pulling into our driveway at 10pm. The drive was uneventful compared to our drive down, but it was long. We listened to Heidi on audio, Reece kept himself busy with stickers and drawing, and a little finger knitting, and I just kept my eye on the road, feeding us snacks and checking the map every once in a while. Reece has never been one to sleep in the car, and this trip was no different. He was awake in the car, chattering away, until about 2pm, when he dozed off for two hours, and while he slept, I soaked up a little bit of quiet as I drove. The final stretch of the drive, once we cross the border, always seems so long. It has that "you are close, but still so far away" feeling, and for me, is the hardest part of the drive. But there was a sweet reward waiting...home.
Pulling into our driveway, watching as Shelby, our dog, ran, with tail wagging to greet us was wonderful. Walking into our home, and seeing Justin, well, there are no words. We had the most wonderful time away, but coming home is so darn sweet!
We spent Sunday getting unpacked and organized, and catching up. Reece shared every detail of our trip with Justin while they played, and I caught up on laundry, did a little meal planning for the week ahead, and just settled back into being home.
And now, a new week begins. I hope, for all of you, it is a week filled with good things.