When we cross the Chesapeake Bay Bridge I know that I’m returning to my roots on the Delmarva Peninsula and looking forward to time with family and friends. The trip we made in June was bittersweet.
We celebrated our oldest grandson’s high school graduation. How quickly the years have passed.
The baby became a little boy.
The little boy is now a young man.
In the fall he will begin his college years and I am confident he will make his way in the world.
We also celebrated our youngest grandson’s 14th birthday. Another reminder of how quickly time passes.
With the anticipation of seeing family comes the realization that there will be a face missing from our family circle.
As we gathered to remember my father’s life we laughed and cried as stories were told of a life well lived.
Going home will never be quite the same again.
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