The hardest part is always the good-bye...

....after four wonderfully joyous and chaotic days....I did my airport runs this morning and hugged and kissed my family good-bye....not without some tears....but, mostly with incredible memories.

Time to begin making my way through the laundry that is piled up downstairs...the dishes in the sink....etc. etc. etc.

.....more to come in the days ahead after I catch up on some much-needed sleep! : )