For the past few weeks, the only thing I’ve been looking forward to was the moment I could get in my car and drive away from the tiny college town where I live. And oh, when that moment came, it sure was sweet.
There’s something incredibly special about being home. I haven’t spent more than a week here since last January, so my time here seems like stolen moments of peace. It’s like I get to return to a closed chapter of my life for a short time. I don’t get to go back to my childhood, but at least I can sleep once more in my bed and cuddle with my cat.
In light of my impending graduation, being home feels more real than college. In a handful of months I’ll be handed my diploma and sent into the world. (Assuming my senior seminar does not kill me, that is.) When I go into the world in May, the first place I’m going to go is home. I’m going to move back into my old room, work my old summer job, and figure out what’s coming next.
I’ve always loved home. With life’s uncertainties swirling about me, home is an anchor. I walk in the door and there is Dad in his work clothes, about to go out into the orchard. I sit down on the couch and Paco (my cat) makes a beeline for my lap. My little brother deliberately mispronounces my name and gives me a sarcastic comment as he hugs me too tightly. My older brother lifts me off the ground, knowing how much I hate it, and spends the rest of the night teasing me.
One thing I love about my family is that we still sit down and share meals together. Most families these days have let this go, but my parents made it a priority. There are few things in the world better than gathering with your family around a table, bonding over delicious food and talking about the day. It’s so much better than eating meals in front of a computer screen with only the characters of The Office to keep me company.
We are hosting Thanksgiving this year, so we are bracing ourselves for the sudden flood of extended family. My mom let me have a few minutes to rest after my long drive, then I spent a good portion of my afternoon dusting and preparing the house for guests. Hosting is a lot of work, but I know it will all go well. I’m looking forward to seeing my relatives again.
I’m sure I’ll be posting a holiday themed post tomorrow, so stay tuned for that. In the meantime, what are your Thanksgiving plans this year?