Hey everyone! I'm back again. Not any sad stuff to post this time, so don't worry too much!
Last Saturday, I went back home to see my family in Utah. It was kind of surreal feeling, being back in the place that I grew up in. At the same time, home just wasn't, well home. I always heard people telling me that "home is where the heart is," but you never really know what that truly means until you are unable to visit your hometown for a long time. My little hometown of Syracuse, Utah really didn't change a lot, but I know I did. It just helped me to realize that my heart isn't there anymore, that it's here, in Texas. I don't think, now, that I could ever go back there because I have realized where my true home is. I also realized too, that some of the people I thought I was close with, I'm really not. That is another one of those things I really just can't explain, because it was just something I could feel. So in a way, I guess that's sad, but in another way, good because this change is the best thing that could have ever happened to me.
Don't get me wrong, it was so nice to see such familiar faces that I hadn't seen in such a long time. I enjoyed hanging out with my best friend Tylee, and doing our own thing, just talking, drinking Starbucks, and chilling. That is one of my favorite things to do. We visited my Grandma Muffin, and I know that my Grandma loved that. She always loved seeing me and my friends, so I'm sure our visit made her happy. I also hung out with McCall. We went to a frozen yogurt store, then went back to my old house to chill and talk all things girl related. And lastly, but not least, I got to see Madison. We went and ate waffles, and talked about things that have been happening in our lives, and then we went and got "primped" (as she put it). I love that girl because it seems no matter what, I always walk away from her with another memory, and a smile on my face.
But my absolute favorite of this trip was seeing my parents. I missed them so much, and as we were saying our goodbyes again at the airport, I felt like I was going to cry all over again, and had to walk quickly into the airport before I said something stupid or started crying. I also loved seeing my puppy again too. He was so happy to see me... when I got to the airport and the place my mom was picking me up at, my dad had him on the leash and was walking him around, and I turned the corner, and shouted his name, he whipped his little head around so fast and I was attacked with kisses and loves from my favorite man at the airport.
On Thanksgiving Day, some of my mom's family members came over to our house for Thanksgiving Dinner, and it was super good to see all of them. I was so tired then because I really didn't sleep well the night before Thanksgiving so I wasn't super talkative, but I guess that's okay. Sometimes, just being around your family is all it takes to put a smile on your face. I saw my dad's parents, and they were both doing just fine. When I went over to their house, my other aunt and uncle were over there, it was nice seeing them as well.
Overall, I had a really good trip. Minus the fact that my flights kept getting delayed and grounded, and the fact that my butt really hurt from sitting in the same position forever, my travels went fine.
Kind of a short post this time, I know, but that's all I have for this post! I hope all my readers had a great Thanksgiving, and all survived the craze of Black Friday! Now for my second favorite holiday... Christmas.
Until next time,
~Lyssa
