July 5

We began the day in Maryland and are finishing it back home in California.

It was a largely uneventful travel day; we left Bobby and Reaya's at around 10, stopped at Dunkin' for coffee (for me) and donuts (for whomever wanted one), and then went by Grandma's house one last time. I walked around to the backyard and stood there just looking at the house for a few minutes, and I cried as memory after memory from my early years came to mind. It's so strange to think that soon, someone else will call it home. My grandparents built it in the early '80s so no one else has ever owned it. 

But I suppose it's part of the cycle of life. So now, instead of drowning in my own sorrows, I'll be thankful for the people in this photo, because every one of them is a remarkable human who I'm blessed to have in my life. And I'm thankful for the memories of my grandparents and their home --which was, for a few years, my home as well-- that I'll continue to carry with me.