Going Home

Take a second and think about what a hug feels like. What is REALLY feels like. When someone comes towards you, arms open wide, welcoming you into their safe space and finally, wraps their arms around you. You’re surrounded by love, a sense of peace washes over you and you can breathe a sigh of relief. You are safe and loved and happy. That’s what going home feels like to me, the best and tightest hug from my loved ones. 

This past weekend I produced two events on Friday and drove to my childhood home immediately after, arriving around 11pm. It was a long and exhausting day but 100% worth it to fall asleep in my bed. The only bed that I can sleep soundly through the night and not wake until I’m fully rested. The only room where I have nothing that needs to be done, no laundry taunting me or things that need to be put away. It’s home. 

I spent the weekend catching up with my family, enjoying quality time with my brother (which I rarely get since he lives in ATL) and enjoying yummy home cooked meals. We swam in the pool and sat outside at night talking and watching the lightning bugs. We went on 3 miles runs through the neighborhood and 3 mile walks through our town. We ate fresh fruit and veggies straight off of the grill. We listened and loved on one another until it was time to say goodbye. 

Goodbyes are always the hardest part. Loading up the car and realizing how fast three days can go by with the people who mean the most to you in this world. It’s never enough but I’m grateful to be back in Baltimore in a home and a city I love with the man I love. 

Here are some photos from my relaxing and WONDERFUL weekend at home. 







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  • http://ohhey-ilikethat.com Lauren

    Mar clearly loves being home, too!

  • http://kyleandjensmith.blogspot.com/ Jen

    There is nothing like being able to spend that time with family! :) So glad you had a great time.