This has been the longest week of my life, and now I’m home. I hope I never have a week that feels this raw, rough, and physically challenging as this week has (but I know I will someday!)
The drive home was long, and harder than many of my other drives. Almost 1,000 miles, and I felt every foot of it.
Last night I stayed with a distant cousin (our grandmothers were sisters) in Indiana and had the loveliest chat about life and our family. We have a very – unusual – family. And I slept like I haven’t slept in a week.
Tonight I’m back at my own house, my own bed, my own husband, kids and pets. Yay! With any luck they’ll ALL be in our bed at various points tonight.
The icing on the cake is that the kids don’t have school for the next 2 days, so I’ll have a lot of time to become reacquainted with them.
On the drive home I stopped more than I usually do – stretching my legs, just getting breaths of fresh air.
I took a lot of photos once I got past the Wisconsin border and the rain stopped (rain just follows me on these long drives…)
I’m not sure if it was a beautiful day simply because it was, or if it seemed even MORE beautiful to me because I knew I’d be home soon.