We're back after traveling the entire distance without a hotel stop. Something happened at dinner that made Phill and I decide that we could drive through the night. We did. Traffic lighter. Trucks are fewer, and on I-81, that is important.
The week was just okay. My husband completed some projects for my mother, and I called to have some rubbish removed from an earlier project. The children adored the time with my mom and my sister.
The house is still empty without him. We all have moments when we want to hear what he would say. We can talk about him without crying, but we are just holding the sadness at bay.
Florida was warm. Virginia is cold. Life goes on.