The drive back was the usual journey through the elements: rain, freezing rain and snow. The roads are generally in good repair; however, there are many sections with soft shoulders, not leaving much maneuverability for our RV, especially with huge logging trucks lumbering at us.
We left at 5:00 a.m. and stopped for a hot bacon & egg breakfast at a truck stop. Thick ham sandwiches made with leftovers from Easter dinner and a thermos of tea provided an en route lunch.
Back here, I realize how much I miss my boisterous family, with conversation threads that would take a lifetime to unravel, threads woven over generations of family dinners, BBQ’s, celebrations of life’s events.
It’s too still here. Maybe I should get a kitten?