Monday, December 28, 2009


I love going home.

I have an amazing family that surrounds me with support, warmth, and love. I would not be who I am today without them. Fortunately, the weather enabled me to spend a few extra days with them and it was a true blessing. I also had the chance to meet with some old high school friends. We had a blast catching up and reliving old times.

I left the country and the small town behind last night and made the long drive back home to my city. Thankfully, the roads were completely clear. Already, I miss the closeness of hanging out with my family, of playing Wii with my nephew, of chatting about boys with my teenage niece, of laughing with my brother and my sister-in-law, of sharing conversation with my mom, of talking and laughing with my dad, of sitting on the couch and discussing the wonders and absurdities of life with my grandmother.

And this morning, as I sit back in the office, I'm eating homemade banana bread from my sister-in-law and thinking about how truly blessed I am to have such a wonderful family and so many awesome friends.

What is your favorite part about going home?


  1. What a loving post, Melissa. I am fortunate in that my family travels to me for the holidays. I love that. Making memories in my own home is very special.

  2. You named all the marvelous wonders that encamp family. Being home for the holidays spells Christmas for me! There is no greater escape.

  3. It's all you said. Knowing you're where you belong and not wishing to trade it for anything.

    Beautiful background! The blues have me.

  4. I treasure being home. Our family had some painful times growing up, but we have all healed considerably so now is a true blessing!

  5. It sounds like you have a lovely, wonderful family. I'm glad you had such a wonderful holiday. Cheers to an even better 2010!

  6. Well, home used to be about re-absorbing the small town atmosphere, the sounds, the smells, the familiarity of everything. Even knowing you had to talk loud over the window ac unit and the blaring TV in my childhood home.

    Nearly 10 years ago, I moved back to my home town, redefined myself, and since then my parents have passed, the house was sold, but I live across the street from it now. I see "home" every day although it belongs to other people, but I get a good feeling from knowing my daughter is developing her own ties of "home" in the same little town I grew up in, and will feel that when she comes home years from now.

  7. You sound blessed in your family life. It's wonderful that you treasure it! So glad you had a warm, loving time (and mmmm, banana bread...) :)

  8. My family home is only 2 minutes down the road, literally, so I go home a lot. I'm pleased you had such a wonderful holiday with your family.


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