Back In The Saddle Again!

We are home, home to familiar sounds (washing machine and coffee pot), home to familiar faces (dry cleaning store, grocery store and precious family and friends), and our very own couch, wing back chair and bathroom. As wonderful as traveling to different places is, coming home to your own bed, couch, kitchen and bathroom, is well, there is just nothing quite like it. In younger years, coming home to those things was just a reminder of all the responsbilites that went with them, like cleaning, laundry, etc. But as the years go by, the familiar things seem to be the things that become so very speical to us. My pillow that I lean on on the couch when watching TV, or the tree that I see everytime I look out my bedroom window, the shower that yells to me to clean on a normal day, takes on a whole new look, when I step in it the first morning back home. Yes, we had a fabulous time and yes, the view of the San Fransisco skyline our our 11th floor room was absolutely gorgeous, but……nothing is as gorgeous as the view of kids, grandkids and friends walking up the front steps to welcome us home. That is the most fabulous view of all!