I feel as if I just starred in a Hallmark movie. I drove 1000 miles to get to Tulsa, racing to arrive before the second big snowfall hit. I was sick but knew if I didn't get there in the next 32 hours, I'd be stuck for another week. I was ready to be home.
The car was hastily loaded, including the cat and his paraphernalia. The one thing Hallmark would have changed would be the roads. I had clear roads, dry and no snow. HM probably would have added a storm to drive through. Maybe the big snow starting earlier than predicted. I prefer my version:)
101 fever, coughing, and ahhh, it felt so good to be home. The cat, having been away 5+ months (and a good sport about it) immediately fell into old routines. And me. I fell in love again right then and there. It was so good to see my husband.
As I lay in bed last night, I couldn't help smiling. I have a lot to think about. Or maybe I should say I have a lot to feel.