Emotion vs. Philosophy

I'm on the last leg of my current trip, which means I'm on my way home. This journey started out with our annual trek to the Covered Bridge Festival in Rockville, Indiana. From there we traveled down to Orlando, Florida and spent an amazing day watching Dragon Boat Racing and rooting for dear friend gatebee! Who knew! I sure didn't, but I figured it had to be something awesome because she has been so completely absorbed by it. So now I'm a new fan. She keeps trying to get me and hubby to join up with whatever local team, and I love her for that, I really do, and I'm really tempted...Ahhhhhh!

From there to New Orleans, LA and a few days, not enough time, with my daughter.

On to Houston, TX and hubby's uncle and cousins, four fabulous ladies who love their daddy to bits! We came away from there with a couple of grocery bags worth of personally-harvested pecans, thank you very much!

Then onward to Sun City, AZ and my mom and two sisters. Hubby insisted we opt for the cheaper weekly rate but I understand that he was saving me from the agony of deciding on how many days to stay. It ended up working out perfectly, details being too teary for me to elaborate.So Saturday night I hugged my mom tight, struggling to let her go until she told me she's going to hang around for a long time. So I let go.

And now we're heading home but I feel like I'm stretching a rubber band way past its limit.