homecoming
I've been reading about the great wanderer Odysseus. Just as he finds his way to the shores of Ithaca, my own husband returns from his journey. Luckily he got away from Scylla and Charybdis, but he did lose his sunglasses on the plane. Five days, 20 years, eh--still tough. Welcome home, my love.
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Coming home to the loved ones is wonderful; especially since we nowadays usually do not have to proove our identity by shooting an arrow through twelfe axe heads.
I'm glad to hear that he's home safe.
Feed him grapes and wine and clean his shield!
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