Home Sweet Home

We are home. We actually arrived yesterday morning around eight o’clock. I didn’t mean to drive straight though, it just kinda happened that way. I had intended to head home in a leisurely fashion, driving up Highway 101 as we so often have. It’s such a beautiful, peaceful and calming drive (if you don’t mind narrow roads curving along the top of cliffs with a sharp drop down to the Pacific Ocean). The girls and I just wanted to be home.

We headed out from LA around ten in the morning and only stopped to use the restroom and fill up our gas tank and our tummies. We had acquired a book-on-tape (that we had actually brought for my mom as part of her Mother’s Day gift that hadn’t quite gotten mailed) and were all immediately drawn in by the story. The girls and I could hardly bear to pause the tape for even a moment. If one of the girls happened to have been lulled to sleep, she would insist on being caught up in what she had missed.

If was after midnight when the tale was ended. I was still wide awake and it just seemed silly to find a room at that point. It would take me a while to wind down and besides it was too late to swim. So, I just kept on driving.

After a few more hours, even the cheesy talk radio couldn’t keep me alert. I had to stop. Only at this point, we weren’t near civilization. So, I did the next best thing and pulled into a rest area and slept in the car for an hour or two, before hitting the road again.

We were about an hour away from home when I got a phone call from Shaun. He was in a bit of a panic as he had woke up alone. He called to make sure that we “weren’t splattered across the road”. He later told me that he half expected a police officer or a paramedic to answer the phone…some imagination that man has!

Anyways, it great to be home.

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