Its month four! Statistically, the homesickness should be over! Yet... Somehow... Its worse.
Today, my mom and I would have baked cookies. The first snow. So we also would have probably made some homemade hot cocoa. We totally would have watched a Christmas hallmark movie, and maybe even listened to Christmas music. My guess would be last year's Casting Crowns Christmas CD. Thats out favorite.
I heard the bells on Christmas day.... their old familiar carols play....
I'm not trying to make myself sad. This is my first winter away from home, and I am living in a city. Not just any city. My favorite city. This morning, I woke up and felt like I belonged here... but I couldn't help but wish my mom was here.
I think about seeing the Christmas trees, the lights, the ice skating. The mall is already decorated. Stores have up their Christmas decorations up. Its truly magical. The world is lighting up, even as the dark creeps further and further into our days. I just wish my mom was here to look at all of it with me. It was a family tradition for us to go to the lights in Lewistion. We would get cocoa from Starbucks, and walk around this park. Sometimes, our friends from Clarkston would join us, or even host us at their house.
My brother and I would build snowmen and destroy them. We would fight about feeding cows, and I'd probably be doing my best to avoid having to go take care of the chickens, BUT. I would be baking amazing cookies and cakes, and not eating any of it cause I am gluten intolerant. Plus I'd probably sorta clean the kitchen afterword so that makes up for my lack of outside chores, right??
Sorry. I needed comic relief.
My gym has really big windows that face east, so all the light comes through, and I am excited to look outside at all the cars driving around me, while I workout to Christmas music.
This year, I don't get to come home for Thanksgiving, because I work on Black Friday, and I don't think I will be able to go home for Christmas either. I am sad I wont get to wake up on Christmas morning, and then wake up Jacob and put on our matching onsies and running into the living room and looking at our stalkings before our parents are awake, and then pretending to be really shocked when we open them up later when the parents are awake.
Being an adult is so weird... I miss my mom. I just wanna go home and be a kid again, even though I love Spokane so much. I guess I just love my momma that much more <3
