Home Again

Mark is home again. We got back about 3:00 yesterday afternoon. He's feeling okay, actually, just extremely tired. My brother Mark and Joellen brought over pizza last night so that I didn't have to cook. I could have just grabbed them up and kissed them both! They were tired, too, though, so we all kind of sat around being blah together. I've really come to appreciate that in my old age. People always think that the best friends/loved ones are those who bring out the excitement in life. For me, no. The people I treasure most are those with whom I can safely be just ... blah.