re-onions

For the last few days the wife and I have put many miles behind us, this being more preferable than years. Miles are usually kinder than years in their effect on our frail human forms, that is if a safe return home is managed - and in this case it was.

We departed on Friday past to the Northeastern corner of the state of Mississippi, in the county of Itawamba. The purpose of the visit was ultimately to attend a family reunion on Saturday, with the fringe benefit of staying and visiting with my sister, since her home is in that area.

Another sister and spouse also spent the night and we all had a great, but short, visit. The next day, we gathered at a nearby community center with kin from several states around and had a real hoot of a good time. We reacquainted ourselves with cousins galore and even met a few new ones. We ate good food, laughed, talked, laughed, made photos, laughed – did I mention that we laughed a lot?

We departed that location in the early afternoon with a Tennessee destination in mind, since that is where our oldest daughter and family reside. After about five hours behind the wheel, we arrived in Cookeville to see what was happening with these ones precious to us. Her family consists of her husband, eight year old daughter and five month old son.

Our visit, as always, ended much too soon and we started for home Wednesday AM. Without particular incident, we made it safe home, tired but glad for the time shared with family. We will be back to our normal selves in a day or so – whatever that is.