Prodigal Daughter

Our daughter returned home to attend to some business: 1. Get Car inspected. 2. Visit with ill Grandmother , which is a nice thing. 3. Have Dad get her Ravioli from Ravioli store ( we have those in NJ, and I am sure there are others in Italian neighborhoods around the country. They are the only kind to be eaten---made by real Italian masters, who are usually women. 4. Have Mom make tray of zitti. 5. Buy Dad gelotti from real Italian Gellotti store, while buying for self. 6. Go shopping with Mom, get new sneakers goft from mom , as old ones have holes in same from the 7 miles of walking she does as a nurse. 7. Visit with girlfriend , who is graduating with Masters Degree. Go out to lunch at their favorite sushi restaurant. Her friend is a sweetheart I hope she can find a job, she deferred student loans to get masters because two years ago there were none to be found. She is a bright young lady, richly deserving, we can only pray. 8. Visit grandmother again and a couple of dinners and hours with the folks. 9. Pick up some traveling money from Dad This is the priceless part of being a parent. She seems to be doing well, she looked well, she is young and doing things that young people should do, talking about taking scuba lessons, working, traveling to the Grand Old Opry, then a weeks vacation with her roommate at her roommates home in Seattle. Youth is not being wasted on her. Mom and Dad sat by the phone until she called to say she had made it safely back home. She is going to be 24 in a couple of weeks and we are still her parents. Somethings never change. Mom tracked a little teary drop when she said good night on the night before she went home. As I left for work, I left her a note , it read Be kind, above all be kind, be kind to all you meet. I hope the world treats her kindly.