going home

I love the home we've made in Green Bay. I didn't think I'd like this town. I grew up in Madison - a long way from this conservative and industrial place. But after a few years, after I figured out the area, I grew to really like this town.

When Maddy was born, I didn't have a network. I had a few friends, but I didn't have a job until after Maddy was 4 months old. I haven't stopped working since then, and I'm ok with that. We bought our first house when she was 1 1/2. I have a number of friends now. We've become members of the area's Unitarian Universalist fellowship. We have a network. And I like it!

But, there is simply nothing like going home. There are songs written about it. There are poems and movies about home. It's a powerful thing.

I grew up south of Madison and I'll always call my parent's home my home away from home, my first home, the home I'll always be able to go back to when times get tough.

Joe Maddy and I haven't been able to get down to see my parents in a long time - a few months actually. We get to go down this weekend for a number of wonderful reasons. My parents just celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary by heading to California for a long weekend. Can't wait to hear about it! My mom's birthday is in a few weeks. AND we get to spend Saturday at the Memorial Union to see a fun band (Phat Phunktion!). Too much fun.

I love going home...