I found these old photographs...

of my mother and father while looking through some boxes of 'stuff'. The image of my mother is from when she was at the University of Georgia...the one of my father, well, when he was playing with a cat. I found it difficult to find a photograph of my father where he is not playing with a cat. Or a photograph of my mother where she isn't the epitome of the classic sweet, southern 'young lady'. I will leave for New Mexico in less than a week. I find these last days difficult. They understand that I must return to my home in the desert. I am lucky to have been raised by these two wonderful humans. Al hamdullilah.