Monday, December 24, 2012

Joyeux Noel!

It was a day of planes, trains and automobiles, but I made it! 700 miles of travel, and I’m home for Christmas. Born with a penchant for the dramatic, I had to fly in on Christmas Eve- my life is a movie, and that’s what you do, right? Regardless, I am home, typing away in my childhood bedroom, simultaneously loving and dreading it at the same time. I get homesick when I’m here; I think that my heart knows that I can never really “live” here again, and therefore homesick is more like a sad, childhood nostalgia. At the same time, I’m glad that I have a home to come back to, both physically and emotionally. Hug your family, smile, take a deep breath. Have a happy holiday.