My Time to Return

Yesterday we dropped TJ (grandson) to play Soccer with other boys, and took M4, and M5 to the park to play on the slides. The temperature was in the nineties, and the girls wanted to keep sitting in the πŸš™ to escape the warm weather outside. Nola said nothing doing. She wanted everybody out. She prevailed. We sat on a bench close by, and watched the girls while they played.

We waited for TJ, so that he could practice his soccer moves with the other boys. It was a long wait. I had bought my IPAD with me. To pass the time, and forget the heat I kept myself engrossed in a book, which I had downloaded.

I have already started feeling nostalgic. In two days time, Insha’Allah I will heading towards home 🏑 in Mass. I’m feeling happy 😊 that I will get to sleep πŸ’€ in my own bed, but at the same time I feel sad 😞 in leaving Nola.

Time goes so quickly. I don’t know πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ where it went?

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