They warned us that it would be too cold, suggesting we shouldn’t do it. We’d freeze and wouldn’t enjoy ourselves.
My old neighborhood back in Florida
Remember the blogs about my bizarre neighbors? Well, those stories were nothing compared to the grand finale send off that my neighborhood gave me just four days before I moved away.
I got to smell my favorite flowers for the first time in twenty-seven years. Lilacs. We moved back north just in time for the colorful spring.