On the Homefront.

Home already. Sometimes it feels like I never left. The surroundings have not altered themselves.

Juices are from concentrate. The yogurt selection is limited. I was shocked to notice that the majority of people are chunky (to say the least). I think it will be hard to keep off weight. I didn't think I had lost that much until I stepped on a scale. I've lost 25 lb.

There are 24 hour restaurants and thick blueberry pancakes. Dairy Queen exists. Peanut butter milkshakes make me quake in my boots as do Golden Oreos. My horses and other animals are near-by and are open to endless amounts of love.

I'm at peace although I would be ready to leave at any moment. At least one more year in the rolling hills of Happy Valley. As I should bloom where I'm planted (something I've always had trouble with), I need to make the most of my time here. May a peace like a river flow through my soul. Making the day count ....