A week ago My family and I had arrived at our home town...Battle Creek, Mi. My 10 year reunion was the event that brought us the 2200 miles back home. I was nervous because I didn't know if youca ngo home again. I discovered the pros and cons of going home. First of all I was harshly reminded why I wanted to move to the warmth. As soon as we got off the plane the blowing wind whipped my memory into gear. I don't think I was warm the entire time I was there. I was also reminded of snow and the blanket of depression that covers the state during the bleak fall and winter days.
The trip was disappointing in finding all friends, I only found 2. Though I discovered just how much I missed them. I have yet to find truer friends then those in Michigan. I regret missing my besst friend Jaime, she was sick and I didn't know it until I returned.
I also got to see my sister and her new life since her divorce. Her ready made family is very...interesting. But, she was the greatest host. She took use to an apple orchard with hay rides, kids games, pumpkin patch, cider and dounuts. It was the classic fall experience I wanted for Sophia. She absolutely loved it. She also got o play with kids her own age, something she never gets to do at home.
But, now we are back home and I am warm, but also depressed. We are back to the duldrums. A job I can barely stand, Sophia all alone again, and Sean working all hours. Back to half-hearted friends who don't care enough to get together.
You can't go home again...what home town is relly your home town?
