We are back. Family is fun, isn't it? We are sitting in the 'den' of my childhood in Berkeley California after a 'weekend' away in Lake Tahoe. The 'rents 'stood in' with Robbie and Hannah. It is amazing how much my children are in my mind when I am not with them. Robbie took his first flight by himself. Dropped off at the airport with a pre-printed boarding pass and no luggage, the call from the Starbucks and the triumphant call when he landed...it broke the seal on personal travel. He will be doing it on a regular basis pretty soon as he travels to tour the colleges and universities of his choice. Hannah, well, she had a great time. She was proclaimed by her 'Papa' the resident "Queen of Berkeley". She had the parchment to prove it. Her smile on our return was radiant.
Something about being in Berkeley makes me feel like a child again.
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see...how estute were my observations about home and childhood and constance...
(it helped that I started readong this one before I posted my comment too)
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