WHATS LEFT AFTER THEY ARE GONE?

Homee sits here this morning with a tea in hand and statement on his mind. As I am sure many have noticed Homee cannot be compared to the likes of Ted Dekker or Frank Peretti ( who are they you ask?) just two of my favorite authors who on a regular basis lift Homee to worlds that I can only imagine. In those worlds Homee too is a super hero, a secret agent, or yes if you can believe it even an angel from above battling the foes of this sometimes tormented sphere we lovingly call home! (or was that ET that called home? - confused :) )

SMACK !- wow that hurt but Homee is focused again

The tree is down, the presents are unwrapped and for the most part all the guests have returned to their homes. This I expect is the same for many in our small communities, and we are all attempting to get back to that routine which brought us to last weeks adventures. Yesterday afternoon Homee was sent on a mission by Sidekick Sue ( she was napping so that she would be able to stay up all night and socialize with others dressed like her as they unite to keep our streets safe and secure).

With the list in hand Homee set off with one thing in mind - SKS is sleeping so there is no rush, the weather is great the streets are full - enjoy the encounter with the other like minded people and have fun. First stop WALLY MART, you know the place that everyone verbally shuns because they are the Big Box store that sucks the life out of all the local small mom and pop shops. The huge cooperation that gets all those lower than low priced items from child sweat shops, or dungeons that house the garden gnomes that went missing last year. Youth were blamed for the disappearances of these tiny yet adorable type creatures, taken as a prank or dare. Truth be told they were all taken against their will by Wally Mart greeters who once greeting you at the front door would secretly radio other greeters cruising the streets in unassuming vehicles waiting to hear that the way was clear as you were not home.

Hold on - just pulling myself back again - Reboot

OK while walking the isles of Wally Mart which were full of all those people who spoke of this place as it were actually the work of the devil himself, I overheard a comment that made me wonder if perhaps I had just missed something. Two women greeted each other with the words that are customary this time of year, they hugged and pretended to kiss each other while they blocked the isle so that other shoppers needed to take a detour. When asked how the week went the one replied " well its over now, the mess is cleaned up, the dishes have all been put back for another year, THEY have all left. Thinking that this poor lady was joking as we all do she continued with the comment " I really don't know why we do this, they all come home - cost me a fortune in food and drink, not to mention the presents, then of course the grand kids tromp snow through the house as they run in and out while I clean again. We do this every year and don't learn from the last, I don't believe in either Santa or Jesus so whats the deal......... she went on for I do not know how long but I had heard enough and took the detour humming Christmas Carols while I passed the Grinch.

Its at that time that Homee thought to himself, What would be the memories of those last few days that in fairness may be described as the Fast and the Furious. Grand kids continuing the game of lets beat up grampa, cheering and smiling as they use his belly as a trampoline. Looking at how our kids have become adults and how they deal with their own and remembering when ..... Listening to the sharing and not so sharing as the older kids ventured their way through Thomas the \train and assorted pieces of track. Laughing how when he walked through the door the first thing out of Kadens mouth was " wheres the helicopter grampa". Watching Keana the little princes as she took her first few steps and seeing how her and Dawson would interact - boy will that change when they get older. Last but certainly not the least was spending the time with Susan's parents as they attempted to block out the constant noise.

In closing I must admit that there is some sadness or it may be relieve because I have gone two days without using that phrase BENTLEY NO which was the most commonly used words over the Christmas experience ( I miss it dearly)

HD