My girls are home.

All of a sudden, my girls are home.
I was caught unaware by the velocity of time, because the homecoming actually reminded me of how my little family was two decades earlier.
It was just like before, when we hit the bed and play poker. This time around, we have a rec room, or the dining room turned into one. And we cared not about other stuff till the wee hours of the morning. Deja vu.

Tish has earned her doctor’s degree and Jean has written journals. I am the only one, I suppose, who is stuck with the home. No complaining. If at all, I am enjoying the sweetness of it all.