I forgot that I actually had a lot on my mind about home! Oops! It was very strange being in the town where I grew up- in a house that I'd never seen, hearing a pastor I've never met preach and seeing a congregation of people I was largely unfamiliar with.
But at the same time- it was still home. I took my mom's car for a stroll to the mall that I still know like the back of my hand and it was almost as if nothing had changed. I saw two of my girlfriends I've known since I was like- 5 practically- and though I haven't seen them in forever- the dynamic never changes. It's such a weird feeling- almost as if I'd been dropped into a past where everyone got older. If that makes sense.
I had a great time spending time with my family- I wish I could have seen my dear friend get married or drove to Ann Arbor to see other friends, but my mom wanted me to stay home. Now that I'm an adult- I know she can't REALLY tell me not to do something- but the hint is enough to make me stay home with her. I understand now, I mean I think I get it- that she really misses me and loves me and wants to spend time with me. So I spent most of my time back home with my mom.
As much as I felt comfortable with them at home- I was so relieved to get back and see my crazy animals, and see my loving boyfriend. Something about going to sleep in your own bed that makes traveling and coming home so much better.
So the lesson I came away with is that there are a lot of people who love me at home, and I need to give them more credit- and talk and visit more. Also- I quit a very nasty habit I've had ever since I dated that one guy- remember him? :) It's going well so far. Wish me luck!