17 days after leaving Mexico.
It was a quiet homecoming. Dad was in town, bringing home his combine which had been in the shop. And Mom was napping.
But Jovi's joyous face held all of Randy's and my attention. She was dumped off by a stranger here 12 years ago, and she's delighted to call it home ever since. It was obvious by her galloping across the lawn that she remembered, from her paws to her soul, that this was her happy place.
We unloaded a few things, started a load of laundry, took a walk down the lane and soon were greeted by my parents. Later that evening my older brother and his family joined us. And just like when we spent time with my younger brother in Texas, we were delighted to have children around (though we are still adjusting to the fact that they can understand us when we speak!).
Even though it has been busy, the week has been relaxing. And I see why Randy has so longed to move here. He has …