It took us 22 hours in the truck – twenty-two VERY long hours . First of all, I personally have a very hard time sitting still. Put me in a truck where my feet don’t even touch the floor board, while listening to talk radio ( which I can’t stand ), while dealing with a 4 year old who was already asking if we were there yet and we’d only been driving an hour, well, you can imagine just how LONG the trip was to my parents’ house. But as we drove into my home town, I could feel the tension melting away. It had been an entire year since I’ve been here. I couldn't help but get giddy as my heart was screaming home! Home! Home! The fact that we were about to get out of this blankety blank truck wasn’t a bad thing either.