I miss lighthouses and Scussett beach grass. A plywood-walled kitchen and garden dinners. Running with Mom. Hugs. Bike riding. Late nights where I can come home and not smell like cigarettes. Baseball games while eating a fudgcicle. Cuddling. Fall foliage. Grass and big dogs. Snow.

I love this place and I'm learning so much
but the best part of traveling the world will always be to come home.