The house is quiet once again. Momma packed up all their things, loaded up her car with clothes and kids and off they went for home. I don’t like the quiet sometimes. I prefer a house full of sounds and voices and things that keep the place alive. Things change and sometimes I don’t like change but life and time continues moving forward.
Momma also “borrowed” my camera which leaves me with my old XS for now until my other one is returned. It’s no worries since it’s an old friend that I can get reacquainted with once again. There’s some comfort in familiarity.