Hurry Up and Wait…

Ah, the joys of relocation.

This time last year I was lamenting the fact that we had to get up tomorrow morning at 2am and make sure we were packed up to head back to the city. To add insult to injury, after we would unpack the car and walk the girls, we’d have, maybe, a half hour to lay down before I’d have to leave for work.

How times have changed.

I am watching folks in the neighbor hood throw their trash away in their cans, close their windows, pack their cars and kids up and head up Delsea Drive or the Garden State Parkway. It’s a step backward into the area I have come to love during the weekday, the area called QUIET.

Sure, It doesn’t hurt that I have two days off until I have to go back to the bakery, but, hey, it’s the first official weekend holiday of summer. I am not going to bed at 9:30. I am having an adult beverage.I can sleep in tomorrow.

Whoo-hoo!

IMG_3320

For those who served

Tomorrow is the legal celebration of Memorial Day in the United States.

I had a grandfather that served in World War I and my dad served in World War II.I know they were proud to serve and I was blessed they made it home ok.I know many people who went and served, and either came back physically or mentally injured, or didn’t make it home at all. Some in the armed service were Prisoners of War.

For those who served and or are serving, thank you for your service. For the families that support a family member in the service, God bless you and thank you. For those who gave all, I can only offer my thanks in prayer for you.

God bless America!