"back home"

I am back in Walla Walla.

Miriam did not know i was coming back and did not know I was here. She was shelling walnuts in the corner of the living room. I walked up behind her and put my hands on her as only a husband would, expecting she would know it was me. But she had to turn to make sure, then she let out a little shriek.

She does better with daughter than with me sometimes. The rest of the evening she kept asking the same questions: Why are we here, why did you not take me with you, and can I go next time.

The dining set was in the back of the pickup, so it was taken into the house last night, in case it rained. Today we get to unload the living room furniture (bulky but fairly light weight) and begin looking through the boxes for what we may "need" next.

And today I have an appointment with one of the teaches at the art department at the local college. I had volunteered to do most anything that could be useful. I could volunteer at the hospital, but I don't understand or particularly like hospitals. I do know a little about art schools, hence my offer.

It is good to be here, small quarters and all. I really am so blessed with a fabulous family.