I've just returned from a 10 day trip to Southern California. The past 6 months have left me drained...feeling worn out and frayed at the edges. It was hard to leave my husband...since June the only time we've spent apart were his hospital stays during chemo. But even then I was visiting him every day.
So back to homestead I went. It was...comforting to be taken care of instead of doing the caring. And there is something to be said about spending time with people who know you, who have known you since before you were you. I had the opportunity to visit with a lot of people when I was there, people I hadn't seen in a really long time. And people who probably know and understand me better then most.
I was hoping that visiting California would give me some of my energy and enthusiasm back...and I have to say that while I was there I found both. I'm not so sure I brought much of either back with me (though I sure did bring a lot of other stuff).
It might just be the jetlag talking (or the weather). I was very happy to see my husband when I got back. And the kitties, fatty and bratty. Who wouldn't miss their furry faces?