You CAN go home again...

I am putting up the link from the last time I visited my old home town (Verona), PA.

I am taking a trip with my sister and my niece to visit my Aunt Jada. We will also stop to see part of the Irish side of the family for a bit.

It is still bittersweet going home. All the memories, all the feelings. Like going back in time - the pictures can become fuzzy, tainted with your own particular brand of hind-sight/perceptions....

The people I've lost over the years...my mom's siblings are reduced to just 3 left alive - as are my father's....sad - how I'd love for some of them to have lived to see me grown up with kids of my own, heck with grandkids (LOL) - and now, blissfully happy and in love.

I am so looking forward to taking Erin with me one day and sharing my memories with him...

Details upon my return.

Have a great weekend kids...