
As I’m flying in to San Luis Obispo, I see Pismo Beach. Then streets I recognize, then buildings. My eyes well up with tears. As I walk towards my daughter Jenna in the airport, I see she is holding a sign. My teary eyes can’t read it, but I yell “yay, how sweet of you”. As I get closer I see it says welcome home from prison! HA HA, that kid
We hug a long hug and make our way over the grade to Paso Robles. My parents sold my childhood home and moved last week. Jenna made a surprise stop for me at their new home. So happy to hug my mom and Pop. There really is no place like home