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?