I've had a number of interesting food experiences while visiting, some I'd like to share. I ate a scallop, prepared Peruvian style, and some ceviche. I enjoyed the ceviche, much to my surprise, but it isn't something I would eat daily, unlike my younger sibling. I met and chatted with his better half, a girlfriend that seems to balance him and to see him gaga over someone other than himself. All of these experiences have been fun and full of learning about myself and others. All the while, I have been longing for home.
Tonight, when I arrive in a snow covered wonderland, (if it hasn't melted by then) I will rush to the arms of my husband and hug and kiss my children. We will hold hands as I leave the airport and talk hurriedly to make up for all the hours that have been spent apart.
I suppose one must have some separation to appreciate the life that one has with a family. It isn't something I want to do often, but today, I appreciate it more than ever. So, as my family is bundled in coats in the picture above, I want to bundle them in my heart. Home. It's just a few hours away. I can't wait.
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AWWW! I bet they can't wait too. What a peaceful picture you create with your family...Hot chocolate, campfire, SMORES, all snuggled together enjoying each other's company... That's what I think of when you speak of this family of yours...Sweet memories... Have a safe trip.
Homecomings are fun! Ben painted in white show polish: "Welcome home, Terresa" on our van side windows...so well that even several passes with a razor blade have failed to take off all the paint. Feel the love.
Nothing like distance to make the heart grow fonder. Click those heels together ans say..."There's no place like home". Well, that was kind of hokie. But, you know what I mean.
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