Who Says You Can Never Go Home Again?

I’m home after a long, eventful week in Colorado. I got to see Sydney go from starting to walk to virtually sprinting across the room, I got to see two of Logan’s soccer “games,” and, best of all, I got to go on two memorable hikes with people I love.







Boy, am I glad to be home. For someone who claims to have no “routine,” I’m glad to get back to mine. This morning I finally finished deleting nearly 500 spam emails. (Apparently someone used my email address to spam the world, and I got all the rejection notices.) I’m looking forward to doing something a little more productive later in the day.

Skye and I just finished our morning walk, splashing along in the rain that awaited me when I landed last night. Normally I might complain, but it seemed like an appropriate welcome after trying hard not to become dehydrated in Colorado, and not always succeeding.

I have an 11 o’clock appointment with my doctor to see if if ended up with bronchitis from the cold I got in Colorado. Most of the time it doesn’t bother me, but when I really exert myself, like the last quarter mile on Saturday’s hike at the top of the Rockies, I’m wracked with coughing.

Sometime today I’ll restart my two-a-day, breathing exercises and tonight I’ll start back on learning the Tai Chi form we’ve been working on since January.

It somehow seemed appropriate that there was a new poetry book that was back ordered a long time ago waiting at the door when I got home last night.

6 thoughts on “Who Says You Can Never Go Home Again?

  1. Great to be back home, yes. Routines are wonderful anchors of sorts. Given the title of your post, a question lingers: how, even minutely, have you changed since you were last home?

  2. I think the title was more in response to something I was reading elsewhere than to my own situation, leslie.

    The last week was so different from my situation at home, that it seemed almost unreal being home today.

    If I’ve changed at all, it’s simply to be more appreciative of what I have here at home. It’s easy to get so caught up in the everyday problems and complaints, and there’s more than enough of them, that we forget how enjoyable our life at the moment really is.

    Actually, I’ve always hated routines, particularly when they’re imposed by work or something I have no control over. I’ve tried to avoid routines even in retirement, though taking classes at the Y recently has altered that somewhat.

  3. Thanks for posting the series of photos from Colorado. Such a contrast to Western Washington. It’s good to travel and it’s good to return home. And for your reminder “that we forget how enjoyable our life at the moment really is.”

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