I miss my boys.
I’ve been away for fifty something hours and am ready to be home. I long for the peace and order of our house, the comfort of my bed, and the presence of those I love. Sure, home may not have a big shopping center or Ted’s, but it has Colby and Justice… and I guess Cricket, too. She’s usually nice to me for the first five minutes after I’ve been away for several days.
Plus, I’m getting sick of tornados. The part of Oklahoma I live in rarely has humidity, and thus rarely has tornados. Oklahoma City, on the other hand, has a lot of those these time of year. Last night got a little hairy and my pickup barely avoided baseball size hail. It’s time for me to go home.
That’s where my soul belongs.