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.