Jack belongs to my in-laws. He’s sitting in the bay window wondering why on earth we are all there distracting him from his usually peaceful, afternoon nap in the sun.
My mother and sister, and her daughters came to visit this week. I haven’t laughed so much in months and enjoyed absolutely every moment of the time we had together. Despite the loads and loads of laundry and the stacks and stacks of dishes, I am missing them tonight. It feels almost like a homesick Sunday evening…ever have that feeling?