Family gone. House is empty. Quiet. Really enjoyed the young voices and their activity, even their banter. Jopa left behind the remainder of his peanuts from Five Guys. I finished them. Now all I have are the empty shells which are pretty much like the empty house -- stuff to tidy up and put away to get it back into the semi order that we like to live in. The shells will go on the compost pile to settle into plant food. The pillows and blankets and air mattresses will once again be stashed into the closet to await the next visit. Sheets and towels into the laundry. In a day or two it will be like no one was here. But not quite. I have all the good memories of us being together.
