Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Being Home

I haven't lived there for over thirty years, but when Mom and Dad say, "Come home," this is where I go.

We had a great party for Dad's 85th birthday. Dad made a real fuss about presents. "I don't need any damn presents. Just come home."

So my sisters and I bought Mom presents. We told Dad they were gifts for her for putting up with him for 58 years. Which pleased Dad and made Mom laugh.


The weather was perfect.

As were my nieces and nephews.

Fun trip. There's no place like home.

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