This past weekend, my awesome sister, Kelly, flew all the way from Ohio to visit me. I was so, so happy to have her here, and was even a little glad that JD was on a motorcycle trip in the mountains on Saturday and Sunday, because it meant we got some quality one-on-one time. We went to the art museum and watched movies, but mostly just hung out and chatted. Before I knew it, it was Tuesday morning and I had to drop her off at the airport, which meant most of my work day was spent trying not to tear up at my desk.
I love her sense of humor and her ability to make me see the world in a different way. I miss our inside jokes and staying up late, chatting about nothing. I have the best sister in the world, not just because she's a good sister, but because she's an awesomely beautiful and intelligent person who brings so much joy to everyone in her life. I don't think I tell her that enough.
Sometimes, I wonder how or why I ever moved away from home. Luckily, I have an amazing family who understood that it was what I needed to do, and understands why I love living in North Carolina so much. If I could have it all, I would certainly have them here with me (I try to convince them to move here on a pretty regular basis), but I don't regret the decision to move, because near or far, my family will always be there for me.
Miss you all.
**Sorry if this post was cheesy or a downer. Just had to be honest!