There are times I look at the pictures that are all over our walls.
Laughs in the grass.
Smiles at the park.
Moments on the beach.
A part of me wishes for those days.
These unconditional friendships.
Those comforting familiarities.
We have a trip coming up.
In less than a week we’ll be with friends we haven’t seen in far too long.
It feels like we’ll be leaving our home to go home.