Hi everyone! Happy Valentine’s Day! I honestly kept forgetting it was today until…well, today, since it keeps coming up.
R and I don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day. It’s really just another day to me. I don’t like flowers, and since we’re at my grandma’s, there’s more than enough sweets for all of us!
I was listening to the local news, and they were saying that people spend around $140 on their loved ones today. Yikes. No judgement if you celebrate, it’s just not for me.
So yes, I am grateful to be back in New York! And it’s snowing. What a surprise. It was actually flurrying when we landed, but I’m grateful we had a smooth flight.
We ended up landing earlier than expected, and we had to wait another half hour for our gate to clear, but that’s better than having a bumpy flight.
My first order of business was eating a bagel, and my second order of business was eating pizza. Sorry NC, you kinda fail on both of those fronts.
What else am I being grateful for this week?
My Uncle for Picking Us Up
Unfortunately, the only airport that offers decent fares and a direct flight back home is La Guardia. LGA is kind of far for my family, and no one else is available to pick us up except my uncle, as he’s retired. My grandma doesn’t feel safe navigating the airport parking (it’s huge, busy, and confusing).
So every time we come up to visit, we have to make sure he can pick us up. It’s not a fun drive, so I’m thankful he doesn’t mind coming to get us. My grandma came with him, and it was nice to catch up in the car.
My Grandma for Being Her
It feels like I haven’t been gone at all. We came back to my grandma’s house and immediately she was taking care of us as usual. She bought a ton of food and she’s been trying to stuff R as much as possible.
She also called my aunt and confirmed they’re definitely going to be visiting in April, so I have that to look forward to! We just have to figure out how we’re going to fit my grandma, my aunt, my cousin, and myself into 2 rooms. I volunteered to sleep in the closet on an air mattress…(It’s a big enough closet!)
In other news, when I got here I found out my grandma had gone ahead and leased a new Honda Civic, but it won’t be ready to pick it up until Thursday, which I am a bit sad about. I’m grateful she found a deal she’s happy with, though. Hopefully this means she’ll be safer!
We were able to see our friends last night, which I am grateful for as the snow is supposed to get worse tonight. We have plans to hang out, but safety first!
While it’s been 10 months since we’ve hung out with everyone, some things never change. =) One of our friends also made a delicious cake with caramel that we all got to enjoy.
After sitting around BSing for an hour or two, we had to decide what to do next. It came down to Cards Against Humanity or Super Smash Bros. That was a hard choice, but we ended up playing Smash. R decided to name his character “Meat” and many ridiculous jokes ensued.
We ended up arriving at my parents house around midnight on Wednesday, and they were actually waiting up for us. I’m grateful they were happy to catsit, as I would have been worried otherwise.
My mom called Thursday night to tell us they spent the day lounging around on their coveted screen porch, and that they were sleeping peacefully after that. I’ll be Skyping with her later to check-in on them!
Since we’ve been back, I’ve been reflecting a bit on what “home” means.
Even though there’s a less than 10% chance I’d ever consider moving back to NY, it still feels like home. I still identify with being a New Yorker. It’s where most of my family and friends are.
Yet, the people and the food aren’t enough to keep me here. And while it’s been 7 months since my last visit, it doesn’t feel like much has changed. It feels like I’ve been gone for only a month. It’s strange.
I feel the same way when we visit my parents. I can make myself right at home relatively easily, and I always enjoy my time there. But, I don’t think I could ever live where they do for more than a year.
And then you have our actual apartment, which is just a place to live to me. It doesn’t feel like home in the truest sense. I suppose that’s because I always saw our move to Charlotte as a stepping stone, eventually leading to something else. There are still so many cities I want to explore, and while Charlotte has been nice, it hasn’t screamed “stay here!”.
I don’t know if any of that makes sense, but I am at least grateful I get to have two places to call home. “Home is where the heart is” sounds about right!
What are you being grateful for this week? Any of you getting hit with more snow? What did you do for Valentine’s Day? Where’s “home” for you?