There's never enough time.
Winter break has been awesome. I'm in California, surrounded by my family and the place of many childhood memories. Being here just takes me back in time. I'd forgotten how much I missed my family, how much I missed being here. And instead of feeling like a complete stranger, I feel completely at home, like this is where I belong.
So, I've been running around all day, everyday, taking advantage of the short ten days I have here. I've somewhat adjusted to the time change, but I'm going non-stop. I always have to be doing something, whether it's baby-sitting my five younger cousins, or hanging out with my older relatives. I love being surrounded by them, taking part in their lives. I hate so far away from them, visiting once every few years and sending along the occasional letter and picture. I prefer my little cousins driving me crazy and my family all together than it just being my mother and sister in our quiet home in Florida.
I'm here and I'm taking in every moment, engraving it in my memory. I've taken countless pictures already, something to hold on to. These ten days I hold dear to my heart, each passing minute precious to who I am. Being surrounded my big family helps me in my self-identity, which I have long been struggling with.
And to close, it's amazing how one little thing, one person, can cause you to change your entire routine...to rearrange the order in your world, and how your world unconsciously comes to revolve around them.
So, I've been running around all day, everyday, taking advantage of the short ten days I have here. I've somewhat adjusted to the time change, but I'm going non-stop. I always have to be doing something, whether it's baby-sitting my five younger cousins, or hanging out with my older relatives. I love being surrounded by them, taking part in their lives. I hate so far away from them, visiting once every few years and sending along the occasional letter and picture. I prefer my little cousins driving me crazy and my family all together than it just being my mother and sister in our quiet home in Florida.
I'm here and I'm taking in every moment, engraving it in my memory. I've taken countless pictures already, something to hold on to. These ten days I hold dear to my heart, each passing minute precious to who I am. Being surrounded my big family helps me in my self-identity, which I have long been struggling with.
And to close, it's amazing how one little thing, one person, can cause you to change your entire routine...to rearrange the order in your world, and how your world unconsciously comes to revolve around them.