It was a hard move.
We arrived ‘home’ and were confronted with the terrible effects of cancer as it ravaged the body of my mother-in-law.
Eventually we had to go home…………..so we could make a home………..
So, now we are in the south. My man had journeyed twice from Germany in the spring to both spend time with his mama and buy a house . It waited patiently for us.
Never having lived south of, say, Colorado Springs, my chilluns are still a little bewildered.
We’ve now endured a smoldering summer and even now (Thanksgiving week) temps are still in the 70’s …..yet still Cherry Cheeks (nearly 11) asks to go sledding over the holidays….<sigh>.
Though birthed from Texas natives, my kids have never had a winter without snow.
Having weathered loads of extreme temps on the LOW end of the thermometer, after this summer, they can testify to the extreme OTHER end. Summer in the south is truly its own animal.
Although Texans ourselves, 22 turns of the planet leave a hazy memory of endless barefootin’ days. Daylight found us unpacking boxes, splashing in the pool, unpacking boxes, shopping at farmers’ markets, selling lemonade, unpacking boxes, and shopping for a dorm room. We also drove to North Dakota to participate in our dear friend’s retirement ceremony from the Air Force. How is it possible to be old enough to retire?????
All in all, smiles returned.
Did I mention we unpacked boxes?
Goodbyes are hard for 4 siblings who have grown up, traveled the world, done school, done life, all together.