Ten days in Nebraska

It had been far too long since we had seen our compadres and their delightful children, including our goddaughter Marguerite. Our days together we’re just like “going back home “even if they live in a different house now. We cooked, talked, had cocktails on the porch, early morning coffees, played games, and closed our days with late night rosaries. We saw old friend and cried on their shoulders. Number three and family, number Five and family and number Four all came as well. We  attended Clare’s wedding and rejoice with the whole family. Now I want for us to go annually!