Chapter Ten: Going Home
When I walked through the doors of my childhood home, I noticed a million things at once. I had lived my whole life here until mid- August, and even though I had been gone months, everything was the exact same. Mom and Dad’s favorite snow globe sat upon the table in the foyer; it was the only thing that didn’t blend into the green and aqua color scheme. The smell of the scented wall plug-ins greeted me, and I inhaled deeply. The smell was so familiar and comforting that if there was only one scent I could ever smell again, it would be that one. It was a mix between lavender and mint, and it brought forth memories of warm hugs and kisses from my younger years, and a wide smile spread across my lips. The thing that I noticed above all, however, was that I was missed.
A lot of my grade school and high school projects hung on the wall in the foyer, and I know for a fact that none of that was up when I was here the last time. There were also a lot more family pictures hung on the walls, and I smiled.
I missed home so much. Continue reading