A Good Friend and a Glass of Wine

I've spent the past couple of days at home where I grew up outside of Philadelphia. Friday evening I got to go to dinner with two close friends of mine from high school. We had dinner and some drinks - it was spectacular. I love catching up with those two! Their was fun and games and a "That's what she said!" for all.

This morning I went to church at the church I grew up in. I've had a love-hate relationship with this church for many years now. I'm learning to let it all go. Each time I go back I'm always greeted and accepted like I never left. Afterwards, I went to lunch with three friends of mine from youth group. I had no idea I missed those girls like I did. It was great catching up with them and seeing where life has taken us after high school and through college. We've all gone four incredibly different ways. And I feel like we're all still in high school sitting down at McDonalds just enjoying being around everyone. It was great cracking jokes with them and just being relaxed around them.

Everytime I come back to this place it feels more and more like home to me. I do miss it. I don't know if life will ever bring me back here full-time. But I'm so thankful for getting to see old friends and family while I'm here, and still feeling like in some small way, I still belong.