Last month I was lucky enough to make a trip back home for a dear friend's wedding.
While we were there, we stayed on through Thanksgiving and had
ourselves a grand old time.
There was inordinate amounts of food, lots of catching up with friends, and so many pet cuddles.
This is probably a very common observation, but I think it takes leaving a place to really understand how much it means to you.
It turns out I missed home more than I thought- and not just because I can't get bean and cheese tacos or cuddle with Chester & Henry down here.
In true "home" fashion, being back there felt like I never left. Isn't that the best?
The first thing I asked for upon arrival in San Antonio was a bean and cheese taco (duh) and queso. My stomach said "THANK YOU SO MUCH I'VE MISSED YOU LIKE CRAZY OH MY GOD."
And of course I was delighted to be reunited with my furry friends.
I got to catch up with all the people I love, which was so good for the soul!!
We even had Will's little sister there for Thanksgiving! She's studying abroad in Wyoming, so it was great to be able to show her what Thanksgiving is all about, not to mention meet my family.
Thanksgiving was a success, as usual, and I ate all the things. I've yet to miss a Thanksgiving, so when I finally do it is going to be a very depressing day.
There was also the aforementioned wedding + time in Houston with some besties andddd a gender reveal party for Ronnie! It was a busy, blissful two weeks.
And for the icing on the cake, a seven hour layover in L.A. meant a nice stroll in Santa Monica plus delicious dinner and drinks with my dear Julianne.
It was a whirlwind, but so worth the trip back. I must admit it was a bit hard to leave, but I am still so thankful for this experience I am having.
Until next time!