After a quiet cab ride through the rainy streets of salem, a 5 minute breeze through security and a 1 hour 15 flight (which i slept all the way through) i was finally back in Philly.
Seeing my dad waiting for me in the airport put an immediate smile on my face, we hugged as he talked on the phone, and i realized nothing has changed. He was the same man in a blue golf shirt, talking on the phone, in the same airport. I didn't even mind that we sat in 40 minutes of traffic, all that mattered was that i was home.
The first thing i did after walking in the door was go up to my room to see if anything had changed or been moved around. I was pleasantly surprised to discover that everything was in the same place i had left it almost a month ago. After hugging my mom and sister, and petting my dog, i sat down and did something that i had been waiting to do ever since i left for RU. EAT CHIPOTLE. I had been craving my steak burrito for so long and it tasted even better than i remembered. As my mom bombarded me with questions i just nodded as i chowed down on my food. After answering all the questions from every member of my family, i decided to take a drive around. It sounds a little weird but i just wanted to drive around town and see what had changed and what didn't. As i drove past my old high school i watched the cars pour out of the parking lot just as sports practices were ending and i reminisced on when that used to be my parents driving me home from football. Now, as i sit here typing this in my backyard with my cat on my lap, I am relieved to say that even as i progressed and run around with all of my college activities, everything in my hometown is just as i remembered.
Nice. The best part, I thought, was when you were describing your dad--time slowed down there and we could really experience what you were experiencing. When you hit the key moments in these posts, slow down and take us through it in detail. Then speed up through the less crucial moments.
ReplyDeleteWas the steak chipotle homemade? Seriously, that part made me hungry.
This post makes me miss home. I see my parents all the time since they come to most of my games, but I haven't gone home yet. I liked how through out the post you talked about how nothing has changed. Like when you said, "i realized nothing has changed. He was the same man in a blue golf shirt, talking on the phone, in the same airport." It seems like everything should change once we go away to college but really everything just stays the same. Good post.
ReplyDeleteOne feeling crossing my heart now: missing my family! The specific details and well-explained description of how you felt like when you saw your dad, went to your school and were typing this while your cat was on your laptop were very good! I liked your post so much!
ReplyDeleteI really liked reading your blog because it made me think about everything back where I live in Maryland. My favorite part was when you talked about Chipotle because thats all I have been craving here in Salem. I also liked when you described your dad in the airport because it made a picture in my mind while reading.
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