The Irony of Coming Home This TimePosted: July 6, 2013
Today I head back to the North after visiting my family for a week. Since my husband has been in San Antonio while I’ve been vacationing in Iowa, I’m ready to go home and see him. However, I feel a sense of irony as I make my way home. Our move is rapidly approaching and I can no longer put off packing. Consequently, I’m going home to take our home apart.