You know, I didn’t actually dream of living in my parents basement at the age of 38. We’ve all heard the jokes of the kids, now adults, who never leave the nest. But what about those of us who leave the nest, are gone for 20 years and then return?
I will interject at this point that this arrangement is only temporary for our family. It’s actually part of a larger plan, which is still unfolding.
The funny part is the look on people’s faces when I tell them where we’re living. I can’t decide if it’s the look of pity or surprise, that fleets quickly across their face, that is most humorous. Maybe it’s the hesitating questions that follow: Read more