Home Sweet Home

Have no fear!  I'm alive and well.  I've been visiting my hometown for the past week and a half.  For those of you that don't know, there are still areas of this country that do not support WiFi, cell service, or at times gps!  I had the luxury of growing up in one of said places.

You may sense some sarcasm in that, but I have to say, I thoroughly enjoy my time at home because it provides me that time away from my laptop/cellphone/kindle leash that I've tethered myself to. (Or that society has us all tethered to.)

It hit me several weeks ago that I had not been home since Thanksgiving.  And it broke my heart until I turned to my hubby who immediately fixed the problem by saying, "Well, let's go!!" Just one reason why I love him so.

There are so many reasons why I love going home:
1. Already mentioned: unavoidable inaccessibility
2. Family. I'm huge on family and miss them all so much it hurts.
3. The view.  I grew up in the Adirondack Mountains on Lake Champlain.  It doesn't get any prettier and as much as my father in law tries to argue, it really is God's country.
4. Friendships that have lasted and will continue to last a lifetime.
5. Sharing my childhood memories with my man.  He gets to share his with me all the time because we live not far from where he grew up.  It's nice for me to get to show him around.

As soon as I got home, mom and dad's dog jumped on my suitcase and demanded I never leave...

I will have to tell you the story of how they got Brandi some day...it's a good one.

I drove up to NY by myself stopping first to spend 3 days with my brother in Syracuse where he treated me like a queen.  I spent a day with my aunt who also loved on me.  Then I trekked up to the ADK.  Justin wasn't able to get as much time off work so he flew up later in the week and I rode the ferry over to Burlington, VT to pick him up.

While home I caught up with friends I haven't seen in entirely too long and spent precious moments with the family I love so much my heart swells just thinking about them.  And I always make sure to stop and visit my cousin, Sgt. Justin Wrisley Garvey's, bridge.