Monday, July 25, 2011

Home Sweet Home

... And it feels that way.

I wasn't sure it it would. Coming home to Scottsdale.

Our trip was wonderful. We had so much fun. It was better than I could have ever anticipated. The kids had such a great time seeing their best friends, spending every single moment with friends, having sleepovers, laughing, going into the city, swimming, staying up way too late every single night, doing things I normally wouldn't let them do (like seeing movies by themselves, going to restaurants by themselves, walking to Starbucks by themselves, wearing MAKEUP!). It seems they all got to grow up a little bit this summer.

I got to spend time with more friends than I could count. I lunched and I breakfasted and I coffeed and I drank more than I ever could have expected. We saw U2 and REO, and watched birds chase squirrels from their birdhouses, and also watched preying mantis grow and eat fruit flies. We had parties and I laughed a shitload and created memories that are too fun and too private to share on this blog. Porch regret! We planned the next Buttercup Retreat, and a Vegas getaway. I slept in, read some great books, got awakened by the big brother I never wanted at six a.m. by him playing the saxaphone -- WHO DOES THAT? Only the big brother I never wanted!

And now we're back. And they survived. And I survived. There were tears. It was difficult. I felt the emotions of leaving. It felt like saying goodbye all over again to my close friends, it felt like I was coming back here to nothing all over again. I wasn't sure how I would feel, coming back to the desert, to the heat, to a house I might not remember.

But we came back, and it was like, "Ahhhhhh." and "Home."

Our friends are our friends no matter the distance. My children know that now. They had the time of their lives. They're all here now, in their home, doing their thing. McKaelen is chatting on her cell phone with someone, I think a friend from here. Luke is playing his piano, and I've signed him up for football. Ajers is probably Xboxing it up. He gets his braces taken off today. McKaelen gets molds for hers to come ON today. Life keeps moving, just as it did. We had a great trip back home. We made incredible memories.

We're going to make incredible ones here to. In Scottsdale. Here. In our home now.

12 comments:

Jenn3128 said...

Yeah!!! Welcome back Manic!!!

Nanette said...

Thank God you are back!! I missed you!! Welcome Home~ Nan

Coleen said...

Welcome back!!! Glad to hear that you and the fam had a great time!!! What great books did you read??? I am still reading THEN CAME YOU. . .it is so good. . .I can't wait to see how it ends. What are you reading now??? And how was the beth harbison book???

Anonymous said...

Welcome back... We missed you.
Very happy to hear that the "house" feels like home!
~Nattygirrl

jdstec said...

Glad your trip was a good one, but "there's no place like home".

Neckmeat said...

Welcome Home! :)

denny144 said...

I've been worrying that you were going to come back and be as depressed as you were the first few months after the move. Hope the "happies" from the trip stick around a long time.

absolutahnie said...

welcome home! i'm glad you're back so we can share my morning coffee!

MonaLisa said...

Welcome home. I'm glad you had a good time, but I agree there is no place like home.

Melissa said...

welcome back. i'll be going to chicago in september. only for a short time though. have to squeeze in a lot of family and friend visits. i love where i live now and wouldn't change a thing about that. i just wish teleporting were an option already!

Christa said...

Hi! I just found your blog and love it!

I moved from Seattle back to my home town in Iowa a few years ago, and I can just imagine I'd feel the same way when I finally get out to Seattle for a vacation and return back to Iowa. Home is here now, but Seattle was were many wonderful memories happened!

I can't wait to keep reading your blog!

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