going home

Since Eric Bryant currently stole my last funny blog (see link to Eric on side) I shall continue to do what I do best....ramble about my life.
I am three days away from flying home for Christmas and I feel like a little kid I'm so excited. Even though Miami weather is awesome and I have some good friends here, it's not home to me. There are certain people who like to have a home base and I am one of them. I remember the first week that I spent far away from home (and not at grandma's) was at church camp. Rock River Christian Camp became one of my favorite places, but I was not too happy that first time. I got so homesick the first night that I threw up all over my cabin. I don't throw up anymore, but the general homesick feeling still comes back every once and a while. I just like the feeling of home- somewhere that you know and that knows you. "Where everybody knows your name...." It brings me a certain amount of joy and peace, and a large amount of comfort, to know that I am "home." I can't wait!