In fact, I'm overall a little homesick this week. I was watching a slideshow of family photos on my sister's myspace page - and got that panging feeling right in the heart. That ache that makes you wonder why you ever left home in the first place. And the rush of memories and the familiar that floods your mind in a moment:My dog meeting me at the steps and whining for affection... Mom fussing around the kitchen while I coerse her into dancing with me... Dad playing his guitar and singing old songs- songs he's sang my whole life and that make me look at him like a child again... sitting on the porch swing watching storms roll in and listening to rain on the roof... Charlie, my next door neighbor, baking me cranberry cookies and telling me all the secrets to life and happiness... dad saying a blessing at the table while we all hold hands... looking up at night and seeing a Texas sky - full of stars, bright and clear and wide... the sound the trees make when the wind blows and the leaves brush together... the colors of the zenias my dad plants in the yard just for me - because he knows they're my favorite... random guests in our house all the time... the second stair creaking when I go upstairs for the night...
...Everything is familiar... Everything holds a memory. There is nothing comparable to it. Why do we ever leave home?
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Ohh, jeez, Amy. Now you've made me homesick too!
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