Tomorrow I am making the 4 hour trek home to see my family. I cannot wait. I cannot wait to see the familiar street signs and let my car take over the driving. It is always so good to pull into the driveway and sigh a big sigh of comfort and relief. I made it. These are my people. They love me. They wish good for me. They comfort me and rejoice with me.
I know when I walk through the door the carpet will be vacuumed and the pillows on the couch fluffed and straightened. These things don't really matter to me. But it means that someone was excited enough about my arrival to take extra measures. I know special treats will be waiting in the fridge and cupboard. Hugs and kisses and "I love you's" will be aplenty throughout the weekend. Time cuddling on the couch and laughs will fill the night until it is almost morning and eyes are rimmed with tiredness.
My heart will be filled with comfort and love. I will be relaxed, filled, and renewed.
I can't wait to be home again.