. . . A long day’s journey to home. First stopping to pick up the boy, of course! His nightly calls have reassured me that he’s having a great time, although the younger boys are testing his patience a little. And his sister has been having a good time with her grandparents, fishing and sewing and going to the movies, in the middle of missing the rest of us.
And I? I am refreshed. I will deeply miss the sound of the waves as I fall asleep, and the morning sunlight on the trees and grass along the shoreline. But that is also the point of vacation — it is short and gone too quickly so we appreciate the journey and the experiences all the more.