So going home this time was really exciting. Especially since I would be bringing my main squeeze along. Reese had still not met most of my family in New York. And there were great grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles ready to get their hands on her.
My brother Ryan has been living in South Korea for the past year, while my sister is in Tennessee and baby brother is home with Mom and Dad. The last time our family was together was a few Christmases ago, so this was a really special weekend planned to see each other and drive our parents crazy for a few days. We also had a straight up food tour of New York while we were home. Every bagel, hero sandwich, slice of pizza and italian ice was savored, and the diet went out the window. Sorry, but the "soul food, southern food" of Georgia just doesn't do it for me. In New York, I was indulging and enjoying every minute.
Reese and I bunked up in my old bedroom. As the rattle of the AC unit sitting in my window lulled us to sleep, I couldn't help but smile and remember all the memories made in that small upstairs bedroom. From sneaking out, to sneaking back in, first sleepovers, first heartbreaks, and first boy who ever made it up to my room. If that room could talk, I would certainly have put my hands right over my daughter's ears. I never imagined I'd ever have my own little girl laying in that old bedroom with me.
But alas, our week came to a close and we headed home to South Georgia. We'll be home long enough to do laundry and repack. We are on our way to Myrtle Beach this week! Any excuse to escape the heat of this awful place!
Wishing you all a wonderful weekend!