My husband and I just got back from a wonderful trip visiting family and friends in Washington State. Here are some things I love most about going to Washington: Getting to stay in the most comfy, cozy, they-left-the-light-on-for-you house in all the world (Mom and Dad's); going to church at Bethel and seeing all the familiar faces; experiencing Pike Place Market for the umpteenth time; sipping a hot drink from the original Starbucks; watching the Flying Fish; seeing the Seattle skyline; HOPEFULLY seeing Mt. Rainier (when it's not covered by clouds); going shopping with Mom (there's no shopping partner quite like her); seeing all the green trees; catching up with old friends; eating Salmon - really, really FRESH salmon; eating at Chevy's; Chicken Teriyaki (although we past on that this trip). Of course, these are just to name a few.
What would life be like if you couldn't visit home and feel like a kid again? It's funny to see things so differently through adult eyes. For instance, we drove by the house we lived in when I was three. It was soooo small and I remember it being soooo big!
At the end of our week's stay, it was bitter-sweet to get on a plane and come home. I think I would have enjoyed staying a few more days, but I was really missing my house and all that was familiar to me. Getting back into a normal routine sounded pretty good, but saying goodbye to my Mom and Dad was no fun at all. Luckily, our plane was scheduled to leave at 10:00PM and all I could think about was getting on that flight and get some sleep.
It's always a lot of fun to go back home and visit for awhile, but what a feeling to step through the door of your own house and smell the familiar smells and see all your favorite things and just collapse onto your bed, tired and ready for a nap. Ahhh.....