Back Home

When we came home from our cruise (god help me I went on a cruise!)I lay Ila in bed. She woke up and I asked her, do you know where you are? She had the sweetest smile on her face and said sweetly "back home."

My mom is now back home in Reno, and I helped her get settled in, hired 4 kinds of help, mainly to keep the 1 acre of lawn and plants alive. It was a major triumph to help her get some of these things settled. I feel success.

And back home. My brother-in-law Dave is back home. After nearly a year of in and out at the hospital after being diagnosed with AML leukemia (when all he though he had was a bad backache), a bone marrow transplant, graph vs. host disease, sepsis, los of 50 or so lbs etc. etc. he is BACK HOME!!! and doing ok. He's very weak, but he's home, his own (new) home with his wife Jeanne and his son Kyler. God I want to cry.

Back home. Be thankful every time you set a foot in your door. Home is a precious place to be.