I'm Going Home

I don't think I've ever missed home as much as this time around. Usually, whenever I go on trips away from my family or go away for school, I don't think about them at all and never miss them. However...this semester has been a little different.

I think the fact that Richie is graduating and I've missed the last few months of his high school career has made me a bit bummed out. I wish I could of heard the talk he gave a few Sunday's ago, gone with him to get his patriarchal blessing, see him at seminary graduation, and see him at baccalaureate. I guess I feel like time should of stopped when I came back to school; that me coming home this weekend is just to start off where I left off with life back at home, not to all of a sudden be sitting in the bleachers watching him getting his diploma.

I miss the warm weather of California. Idaho hasn't really been that bad but I do miss the constant sun. I want to go tanning and take advantage of the heat while I'm there...it better not rain...

It's going to be weird going back to my own room. I mean, I have my own room here but my room back home is going to feel empty since everything that used to be in there is here in Rexburg. I never like coming back to my room since I've been in college because it contains so many memories of people that physically aren't a part of my life anymore.

I feel like I need to escape from Rexburg. Not that I'm sick of it or anything because I'm not but I just need a break. I feel like academically I'm stressed out, emotionally I'm putting my heart out on the table for something that I'm so confused on whether it's going to go anywhere or not, physically I'm exhausted and need to catch up on sleep, and so much more. I can't wait to go home tomorrow.

I just checked the weather in Pleasanton for this weekend..
Friday: 82
Saturday: 86
Perfect!

Liv