You Are Never Too Old

I drove up to Washington Crossing after my visit with Joe to see my parents. I am still up here at their house. You are never too old to have a sleepover! My parents will be joining us in Ireland. I made their flight and hotel arrangements last night over Chinese food and wine. It was an evening filled with laughter, a few tears and lots of chat. As I write this post, Bill is out photographing and Dad is attending mass. Mom and I had coffee and bagels. I escaped to the other room to write while I hear mom in the kitchen. All is well in this peaceful safe haven.