The kids always love the BC ferry ride though I loathed it particularly when the children were little and I was pregnant. It was always toooo long of a trip. But now its much more enjoyable for all of us.
The kids and I came to the island without Everette as he still had business to do in Vancouver. This was the land where things seemed so much more familiar, where there was some new-ness but yet it was very comfortable driving the Island Highway. I’m not feeling ‘at home’ really, but familiar.
‘At Home’ is in my heart and with my family. It doesn’t feel like any geographical place in particular.
Though the closest place might be hanging out at the Ortwein’s. Not because of the house but because of the people. Celebrating life and death with these people over 18 yrs worth and the addition of 12 live children to the mix….feels a lot like home.
We left Maret at O’s for the night so she could attend the high school the following day with Annalee. Let’s just say, it wasn’t as successful a day as visiting the middle school in Sooke for 2 days. Maret isn’t at all tempted at signing up for next year!!