After 23 hours of travel, I touched down in a very familiar place this afternoon.
Rainy Portland, Oregon greeted me, as did the famous carpet of PDX!
Standing outside in the mild January temperature, amidst the sound of rain pattering down on the street, brings back so many childhood memories of growing up in Oregon.
And who is here to greet me? My best friend of 40 years!
I may not have slept for 23 hours, but I definitely perked up once she came to get me, whisking me off to dinner at a very cool Cuban restaurant in Portland!
We haven't lived near each other for thirty six of those forty years, but when we see each other, it's like we never parted!
I'm so thankful to have a couple of days with my dear Michelle!
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