Just like old times
I am laying in my old room at my parents house. I am sleeping on my old bed. And tonight i had to say goodnight to Casey on the phone…just like we used to do when we were dating haha. I am here visiting family and friends for a few days, and Casey is in sf working hard just for me.
It is nice being here, but also sometimes weird, or maybe just different. My room is somewhat the same…but it’s differnt. The house is the same, but little things are different. There are different smells, different sounds. And some of those things i miss. I miss hearing my brother matt watch David letterman every night, and after telling him over and over again to turn it down I would just eventually join him. I miss waking up to the smell of my dads amazing potatoes. I miss Elizabeth being a little kid and I miss seeing her wear her Cinderella or Bell princess dresses until they couldn’t even be worn. There are many things i miss not only from this house but also my child hood, those are just few.
But change is good and no matter how much things change this house will always be a comfort to me. And it is so comforting to see that after all these years my dad still gets up at 5;30 and spends time with the Lord before work. And my mom still sits in the same chair and does her devotion everyday. These things I love, and I know those things will never change.
