Back home

There’s nothing like the hug you can get from a child when you’ve been away. Jordan was so happy to see me when I got home. Her hugs are strong. Her smooches are sweet. The down side of returning is watching her cry as I dropped her off at school. It’s the first time she’s done that in months.

But it’s good to be home and I don’t see myself leaving town for a while. That’s kind of nice (except for the nasty wind storm that rolled through our town last night and we still don’t have power in the 100 degree weather).