I was so homesick the other day, I went on google maps to take a virtual drive around my hometown. I got a little emotional when I realized the street view picture of my old house was taken when my mom was still alive and we were living there. Based on the view of the parking lot, I don't think we were home. But it's still nice to "walk" around my neighborhood in a time when Mom was here and everything was ok. And now I'm crying because of five year old pictures of a house. And because I know that when the pictures update, I won't be looking at a picture of a house that Mom will come home to. It's just someone else's house now.