It’s been about a year since we last visited Missouri, and I’ve been wanting to go for a while. After a bit of discussion about scheduling (it’s hard to line up calendars!), Pepper and I hopped on a flight and headed back to the ol’ homestead.
Kathy and Annette came down from Kirksville, Anakin and July from Chicago, and Kari, DJ, and Theo made the ten-mile trip from St Charles. We had a grand time catching up.
Kari took us on a tour of the farm where she’s been working for a few years, and it was cool to meet her co-workers and learn about all the organic techniques she and the team are practicing there.
All of us took turns riding Mom and Dad’s new e-bikes, and we agreed they’re a lot of fun. It’s always interesting to go around my old subdivision, remembering streets and where friends lived (and forgetting some too), but still feeling comfortable knowing where things are.
The days seemed to whiz past and soon it was time to head home. It feels good to be able to return to my roots, as it were. I’m so grateful for the opportunity to visit my family and trade stories and just enjoy being together as all of us continue on our winding paths.
