Good Visit Home

On Memorial Day weekend, we took a very short trip to visit my family in Illinois. It was a great, but too short. It was interesting to see how things have changed in the six months since I moved to Oklahoma. My nephews and niece got bigger. One of them got really tall. Another one will be going away to college in a few months.

It was nice to see some things hadn’t changed. Interacting with the family felt so familiar and comfortable. It was as if I had never left. It was a great time and I was sad to leave after only three days.

Here are some of the highlights…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My sister made sure the deep dish pizza was waiting for me when I came in the door.  I miss that pizza.  No, I didn’t eat the whole thing.  I only had two pieces.  But in the three days I was there, I gained six pounds.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On Sunday, after church, we had a birthday party for my dad.  He turned 70 that day.

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On the last night we were there, I went bowling with some of the family. I am a terrible bowler. I usually get one strike per game, but for whatever reason I was on a roll that night. This was my best game ever and a perfect way to end our trip. And by the way, that is not my nickname on the screen. One of my nephews was trying to be funny.

 

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Good Visit Home

Going back home

Today, we are driving back home to Illinois for a very quick visit. I’m really looking forward to it. I haven’t seen my parents and sisters in six months, which is the longest I’ve been separated from them. We’re having a birthday party for my dad. He turns 70 this weekend. One of my nephews graduates from high school as well this weekend. I’m getting old.

It will be interesting going back there. Have they changed? Have they stayed the same? Will they say that I’ve changed? Six months has been a long time. God’s been doing a lot in me over these past few months. Will those internal changes be visible?

These are some of the things I’ve been thinking about. But for whatever reason when I starting thinking about home, my mind keeps coming back to the deep dish pizza I’ll be having in a few hours.

Going back home