I got in last night around 8.

The sweetest of the sweetest reunions with FoH.

And now … to unpacking, getting resettled … reacquainted, yet again.

I was only gone five days, how is it that it can feel so long and so short all at once?

That in that short time I changed so drastically on the inside that I am having a hard time to adjusting to life … with one foot here and the other back in Rome.

Caught between two me’s and two worlds.

Trying to make peace with that and today — today being Gpa’s Birthday and the ache I feel in my heart with him no longer here … remembering all those beautiful birthday celebrations we had.

I know a part of him remains with me. Always. But today is a day when that’s not good enough. I want him back. In the live and flesh.

Happy Day, Gpa. Love you forever, Old Soldier.