Leslie, Karen, and Billie in Santa Monica
All good things must come to an end: it was time to return home. I felt so good about the time we spent together, and the fact that we were able to see both our daughters while we were in Los Angeles.
I occasionally worry that I will lose my deep connection to Billie and Karen because I live so far away. Spending this amount of time together is so important to me, and it was great that we were in a place that was "separate" from our day-to-day lives. It gave us a better opportunity to "just be".
I began the trip suffering from a respiratory virus that was complicated by my allergies, and it all faded away as the week progressed.
This morning I dropped Billie and Karen at LAX first, as their flight was several hours earlier than mine. I refueled the rental car, sent a box to myself from the UPS store to minimize the hassle at the airport (no checked bags for me!), and had time to go to a tiny nail salon and get my polish changed!
The plane was about half-full, so I had my side of the emergency row all to myself!
It was great to see Tim again! I missed him so much. We drove over to Chuck and Ellie's house and picked up Bizzi, who was very happy to see us, and went home.
I had a great time on our trip, but it was lovely to be home. Ahh! My own bed! What a pleasure.