After spending two out of the last three days in the bus, I can say we are all so happy to be home 💜 The weekend was incredibly lovely. I have ZERO regrets. It was so good to see so many of my relatives once again, some for the first time in decades, as we celebrated a life well lived by my grandmother. While the visit was unbelievably quick, it was absolutely better than not going at all. I truly believe my grandma would’ve had SO much fun this weekend, seeing everyone together, eating good food, and reminiscing. I think all the efforts put into this weekend would’ve made her feel so warm and fuzzy.
Coming home is good, though. Seeing our close people out here felt really good for the soul, also. And reuniting with our babies, who stayed back with aforementioned close people 💜 We are SO fortunate to have the village of people we do. We could NOT have gone this weekend without all the help we received!
Everyone is tucked in. Most are asleep. Some deeper than others.
Tomorrow holds so much already 😅 No rest for the weary! School. Ballet. Gotta weigh a couple of babies. A soccer game. An MRI. Who knows what else will come up!
Just typing it out makes me tired. To bed I go! Goodnight, all 💜 Talk tomorrow.