It’s interesting, because no matter how much it may annoy you or how much the weather may frustrate you or how much people bother you, there is no place like home.
While I was away, I seriously began to miss my home, which I had been desperate to get away from just two weeks prior. It made me realise that one of the better things about getting away is the appreciation it makes you have for home.
However, the weird thing is that when I got back home, I really started to miss Alabama. In Alabama, the air was clearer, the water was softer and the wider (mainly straight) roads were good for my travel sickness.
I also started to miss little things, like eating at certain restaurants, particularly IHOP (shout out to our awesome waiter Ali! He’s got skills man), and having Peanut Butter Cap’n Crunch mixed with Reeses’ Puffs for breakfast.
I miss not being able to buy certain American sweets and chocolate (like mint M&Ms) or walk around the beautiful Oakwood University campus. I really miss the amazing smelling Bath & Body works, and I want to be able to go shopping at the Madison Square mall (known as the dead mall, which I fell in love with).
I enjoyed spending time with family I love so much, but rarely get to see (shout out to my Uncle Keith, Aunty Cynthia, Kaleem, Sheereen, Aisha and Jhanielle), and meeting new people, with lovely bright personalities (shout out to Britney, Matthew, Kojo, Glen and Khyle). I also enjoyed seeing the friends that I don’t get to see (shout out to Ike, Tori and Alyce!).
It’s funny when you think about the little things you miss about a place, but I know that it is a combination of all these things that makes me want to go back to Alabama. There is no place like home, but man, does it feel great to get away.