As tired as we were when we hit the parking lot at Shepler’s Ferry, as aggravating as the huge swarms of midges (black, non-stinging insects that hatch, mate and die within a 10-day period just after the Great Lakes thaw, and it warms up a bit) were on the dock at Mackinaw City, and as crazy as it was to have to haul our sweatshirts and jackets out of the totes before we boarded the ferry, I was still grinning like a kid on Christmas morning when we boarded the ferry. As we pulled into the dock on the Island, I looked out and saw Jill standing there waiting with her camera, ready to capture our arrival – just like she’s done for the last six summers.
It feels strange to be here and not be residents any more, but everyone is sure making us feel like we’ve come home. About an hour after we arrived, we discovered we left my pillow and Maddie’s bed on the taxi. Ted called the taxi office, and Dean answered the phone.
Ted: “Hey, Dean, it’s Ted.”
Dean: “Left a pillow and a dog bed on the taxi, didn’t ya? We got it right here for ya.”
My heart is home tonight.