coming home

New Orleans:
I flew to New Orleans to visit with my brother, sister-in-law, and met Emma, my niece. It was an incredible week of getting to know this precious little girl. She has such a sweet spirit and contagious energy about her. I am so thankful to have her in my life. I intend on spoiling her every time I get the chance.

Thanksgiving:
I made it back to Alabama the week before Thanksgiving, spending most of the time catching up with family. I also began my search for houses in preparation for my move to Maine.

The whole family was together for Thanksgiving, which included a Saturday of watching football. It was nice to be with everyone but the time quickly came to an end and it was time to pack for Maine.

Virginia:

As Gilmore and I left for the over 20 hour drive to Maine with the car loaded down, it was with mixed emotions. I was still processing the trip through Europe and Asia, coming home, and now saying goodbye again.

Our first stop was to visit Mom’s family in Virginia. I spent the night with my Aunt June and Uncle Billy and had opportunities to see a few family members. As per usual, breakfast was at Truxillo store. Truxillo is less than a mile long, within it a ball field and the store. Several of my family members and their friends stop here each morning. This is one place I am sure to run into several kin folk without having to try. Prior to heading out again, June and Rhonda loaded me down with food and clothes for the trip.

The remainder of my drive to Maine was hectic with holiday traffic and lots of toll booths.