Went back to Louisville for Easter weekend. Trying so hard not to call it "home", but it really is. Or at least it's where my family/heart is. Sigh. Had the best time. Wouldn't trade a second of it for the world.Cried through 90% of the flight from Louisville to Atlanta. That was a first. At least I was in the very back with a single seat row. And a dark baseball cap.
Many thanks to my brother for coming home as a surprise. That was awesome. He's my favorite munchkin for a reason.
Back to the grindstone.
Current mood: le sigh.
