Kris was able to keep her job and Doug is now job hunting. Their things are still on a truck somewhere between here and there. In the mean time they have camp chairs and inflatable beds, borrowed linens and the all important TV and Internet. We are less than 30 miles away, and they are blocks from brother Jon and Charlotte and many good friends and family. It is a happy time for me, but a time of change and a difficult adjustment for Mom and Dad. The change came much quicker than they had planned. I hope that being in Chicago will be a comfort to them. It is truly a dream come true to all of us who missed them so very much. I had never imagined they would actually come back home, in fact I stopped hoping. My dear pal Jean kept telling me, they will be back, and she was right, as always.;-)
Sunday, after a trip into the city, we left the little family to getting settled in. We had company for dinner, Jon and Charlotte, and watched the last half of the football game. My computer was on the blink and sweet hubby cleaned some things up so I was able to post. Things are getting back to the regular routine. The house seems quieter, but filled at the same time. Life is good, even when it's not perfect. My family is my treasure, and I am so very grateful for each one of them.
Now back to my life...I think I remember that... sewing, crocheting, crafting, thrifting...Blogging!...getting my house back in order after the holidays...until the weekend, when I hope to build that snowman, or at least pretend to... with my girls!
Thank you friends for stopping by and enjoy this beautiful day.