My apartment is back to normal.  I have done what feels like endless loads of sheets and towels.  I have deflated and returned the borrowed blow-up bed.  I have finished or disposed of the remains of a barbecue feast that we brought in for dinner one night. 

I have done a college visit to Maine and was there when the head football person offered Grady acceptance to the school and a confirmed spot on the team as kicker.  I made my first ever visit to a men’s football team locker room where a TV monitor said, “Welcome Grady, #11”.

It’s five days since the last departure (which was at 4:00 a.m. so Jeremy could be home to begin coaching the high school girls flag football team the next day). But the sweet memories and many photos remain.

With all the chaos in the world, it was lovely to have so much fun with family.

Talk about being lucky…