My sister and brother-in-law made it to California today, and even though I will not be seeing them this trip, I am so happy they are here. I know it makes no sense, but my heart’s logic says that having her in California is much better than in Ohio. This is a sentimental journey for them, back to the town of his childhood. I hope it is a satisfying visit for them both.
Visits “home” are hard sometimes. Vistas change, landmarks disappear or are replaced, you no longer run into friends on every street corner. Or (possibly even worse) you do, and they have changed so much that you have no memory of why you were ever friends.
And going home when your parents are no longer living is bittersweet, at best. I know half of that story, as I go home each month to my parents’ home without Mom there. In my case her personality was so strong (and collections so numerous) that reminders are everywhere, and I glory in them.
Happy traveling, Melody and Ken.
You really understood all that we were feeling on our trip to Folsom. Wide range of emotions for sure. It was so hard to go by Ken’s family home and his parents not be there. But it was wonderful to see Steve and Laura and get caught up with each others lives. And it was amazing to see how much the town has grown to a city that has just about anything you could want. Except empty fields to run around in and rock piles and ponds to explore. Progress I guess.
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I’m glad the empty fields and rock piles were there for Ken while he was growing up. – Fawn
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