There really is no place like home
I took off early from work this afternoon to make the almost 200 mile trek back to what I consider my home in Louisiana. It’s always nice to hone my combat driving skills once I cross into Louisiana, but that really is another topic for another time. This is about home.
It’s hard to believe that I will lay my head down tonight in the same room that I called home for 8 years, but that it has been almost a decade since I left home. In fact, it will be 10 years at Christmas time. There are days that it seems like yesterday. If I were to be completely honest, it feels closer to yesterday more often than not. College seems like eons ago, but leaving home… not so much. The separation never feels as distant, though, as we get close to a holiday, like Mother’s Day.
So, I made my way home to spend time with Momma. It’s her weekend. There are activities planned, as there typically are for Mom this time of the year, and I look forward to spending that time with her. I look forward to attempting to surprise her with some small trinket of my love and affection for her. In the end, though, I look forward to the fact that she is happy that her family is together to celebrate her this weekend.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom! I love you!
