parents are back in germany

This morning at 4am my parents left to travel back to Germany. Fortunately my loft closed the day before they left, so they were able to spend their last day in America packing, moving and unpacking. A day of moving was followed by one last shingding at the Bridgeport Brewery, followed by some blood thinning injections that my mum insisted on poking my dad with.  If you know my dad, you know that he didn't approve. If you know my mum, you know that he had no choice.

I am sad that my parents are gone.  They are the greatest people in the world, and it's unfortunate that they live across the big pond.