"Home, the spot on earth supremely blest,
A dear, sweeter spot than the rest."
I have been to "Oz" and back. It has been wonderful and taxing, fulfilling and stretching. It has been a blast.
I loved going back. Seeing how things have changed and what's stayed the same. Hugging people dear to me and introducing my kids to them. I thoroughly enjoyed visiting the old haunts. There is so much more I would have liked to see and do, but there just wasn't time for everything. Even so, we packed a lot into those three weeks. For the most part I think we made good choices with our time. We certainly did our best.
This trip was empowering. After accomplishing (and enjoying!) this feat, nothing seems impossible to me now. Outings which used to intimidate me, taking the kids out, seem like nothing now. If we survived, even thrived, during three weeks of living like a nomad family, we can deal with much more than I thought.
I will always treasure this time with my husband and children: the memories made. What we did, where we went. I am so glad that we did it.
And I am so glad to get home.
Bringing this traveling series to a close, I leave you with this thought: