There’s nothing half so pleasant as coming home again.
*Margaret Elizabeth Sangster*

Here I am once again, sitting at my dark mahogany desk in my old room. I know that I won’t get to sit here too many more times as my parents are placing our house on the market sometime this month. So I will enjoy these precious moments in the house in which I spent all of high school  (and retreated to all through college). My familiar furniture makes me smile: my wrought iron canopy bed is so romantic, my long sofa table holds all my hardcover classics and the records I stole from my parents, and best of all, my velvet cheetah print sofa sits sassily under three small windows (I promise that the sofa is quite sophisticated–not cheesy).

My younger sister is back home, my older sister is about to get married, I’m about to graduate and start my adult life (EEK!). Things are changing daily, but when I am here I feel like a little girl again. My mom and I love to spend time planning out our all organic, all traditional meals and visiting Whole Foods and farmer’s markets. We all tease each other, make fun of our poor dad who only has women in the house, and we all sit around the kitchen after dinner drinking some sort of digestivo (mmm Kaluha). Life is so good at home…until we begin to fight over cars and schedules.

Since I have returned from abroad I feel so much more connected to my family. I guess I missed them so much those three months that I learned how to appreciate them. I love talking to my mom about our hippy-ish dreams of living on a farm one day and healing our hearts and souls with the precious medicines God puts in the foods and plants He created. I love my older sister’s sassy attitude and wit; she loves to make fun of my artsy side. I love my younger sisters ability to create magic from whatever food we have in the refridgerater (like tonight she took peanut butter, whipping cream, bananas, and kaluha and created an amazing whipped dessert-I would have never thought to put that together). I love my dad’s cheesy humor and the way his eyes get really small and narrow and winky when he smiles his mischievous smile.

The plans for this week, which is my last spring break, are going to revolve around spending time with my sisters, buying food and cooking, and visiting farms and farmers markets. I also hope to do some work for school if I can, but I already know that will probably not happen. So instead I’ll just read a lot and play some video games (the new Super Smash Bros. Brawl for Wii comes out Sunday and I have been looking forward to that since I got my Wii at Thanksgiving 2006).  But mainly this week will be about family and the fun times I hope to enjoy with them.

Peace and Blessings!