Save for major turbulence en route to Atlanta, the connecting flight to Wilmington was uneventful. A cab drive to Mom"s wellness B&B was quick and quiet, unlike my [surprise] arrival at 10:30 a.m.
Mom, not normally an emotional or feely kind of person, grabbed and kissed me while Quincy, who had a P.D. day, hooted and hollered, and hugged me as if he never wanted to let go. It was great to be home and see both, if only for a short while. I needed my family as much as I needed down time.
After a quick call to Oahu in which I recounted the events of the last hours on the boat, I told my colleagues I was out of the office for the next week – in every respect. We"d catch up upon my return.
The week flew quickly. Every day, before dinner, Quincy happily and eagerly demonstrated swimming tech
