Last chance for summer, I wish it would last longer, but it seems like at last we had a sunny vacation! The wind was a little chilly, but that made it just right for a long day at the beach. It feels so good to go home. I am never right inside unless I have a visit every now and then, and everytime I go, I think the same thing. Why did I leave? Why don't I go back? Can you ever go back? What do you think? Is it possible, maybe the time isn't right. Can anybody ever move back home?