My parents were in town from Texas for seven amazing days and I wish I could rewind and start them all over again.
Family is just plain good for the soul and as I have said before "Home" is wherever family can be found.
I wish I had felt that way when I was a seventeen year old know it all.
When I was seventeen I had the world at my fingertips, I was invincible, independent and knew EVERYTHING.
Hah…if I could only go back in time and give myself a swift slap in the face.
I would tell myself that believe it or not your parents will become your best friends one day.
I would also tell myself that there will be a time when you worry about those pesky parents not being around anymore,
and the reality of cherishing time will become a harsh reality check.
I would tell myself that there will be a day when I want time to slow down.
I no longer want to rush growing up, but instead I need to ask the world to slow its
The quietness makes me angry at my younger self for taking time for granted.
Would I have acted differently if I had known I would one day be thousands of miles away from my family? Probably not, but I'd like to hope so.