Coming Home

I dont care if you went to the supermarket for an hour, or to Africa for three months, there is this moment when you come through your door that you are comforted and you smile because you are home.

Mine was a little more dramatic yesterday, I actually hugged my house and my little address nameplate and then when I came in the front door it was like a wonderful dream. Everything was extra lovely because Stella put flowers in all the rooms, and a big pile of welcome home yellow balloons are in the living room and there were a couple of chocolates by my bed, but I just couldnt put my head around the fact that all these wonderful things that I love so dearly, were mine. From my comfy copper couches, to the blankets that lay on top of them that I have so missed, to the adorable dishes in the cupboard. I came into my 1000 square foot townhouse, and felt like I was the luckiest and richest person in the world. And maybe I just am.

I missed a few things now that I am home:
Tuck
Sierras growing belly
Special K
Snow
Being cold
That kelly green sweatshirt that says Martha's Vineyard
Liam Thompson
Greys Anatomy
My big refrigerator
I forgot I built a lovely deck
And I forgot I put in gorgeous new doors

Life will mix you up, and confuse you, but I am telling you,
it is so much more fulfilling going through it through the eyes of gratitude.
-amy