Home Again

That high school reunion stirred up a lot of old memories that gave Fio ideas for stories. But first she has to--sigh--get her computer repaired again. This is getting tiresome.
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Husband doesn't know it yet, but Fiorella can't find four rings she took with her to Waco. For the ride home, she took them off and put them somewhere they'd be safe because they're all a little too big for her and would have made the 100-mile drive back to Georgetown uncomfortable as they rotated on her fingers. Wish her luck.
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The stop at the cemetery to put flowers in the vase on her parents' graves went much better than Fio had anticipated, even though the weather was not the greatest. For the first time ever, Fiorella, crying as she walked along the rows, located their plot within ten minutes--it's the fifth one from the praying hands. She arranged the red and pink flowers the way she thought her mother would like them, then cried some more. They gave her so much, and she gave them so little.
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Once Fio got home, it took her several hours to unpack and put away, bt she still has a few things on the stairs that she'll take up when she goes to bed. Maybe she'll find the rings then. Hoping, hoping.
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Son came down from Minnesota to stay with his father while Fiorella was in Waco, and he'll stay longer just to visit. Fio was thrilled to see that while she was gone, he'd fixed the blinds in the front room so she can display her bat mural better. With his help, she may even be able to post a picture of it for you.