
This was supposed to be a fairly quiet summer.
But then things happened.
My husband and I had to take an impromptu trip to Ecuador at the beginning of July.
Two days after we got back, I had a sinus operation and couldn’t fly for a month.
In the middle of my recuperation, my eldest daughter and her family came for a two-week visit; the first time they’d been in Calgary in years. My son came for a week then, too.
Next, we had about three weeks to ourselves taking care of odds and ends and resting.
My daughter returned for a second visit, but this time she left our two granddaughters with us for a few days while she and her husband had a mini-vacation on Vancouver Island. My son came back for another visit and helped out with the girls.
The day after my one month checkup, I traveled with my daughter to Austin for a week so I could be present for my oldest granddaughter’s first day of grade two. This has become an annual cherished tradition for me.
Now, I’m in Chicago visiting my youngest daughter and her 4-month old baby girl.
I’ll be returning to Calgary today. And, in a couple days my husband and I will be flying to Toronto for the weekend.
Two days after that I’ll be back at work.
Where did our slow summer go?
Cross posted to the Two Writing Teachers Tuesday Slice of Life Challenge.
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