Posted on November 7, 2017
I went home for the weekend and it was great. I had time to myself, I relaxed and was filled with so many home cooked meals. That Friday, I got to the city at like six in the afternoon, and I thought that it was a bad start of the weekend because the bus that I took home did not stop in front of my house. It’s not that it did not stop there, but there was a shooting and the bus just could not be stopped there. There were so many police cars and fire trucks that filled the few blocks away from my home. Just looking at that, I thought to myself like damn, what a great sign, I was just being sarcastic.
Anyways, I stepped into my apartment building and pressed the elevator, it was just very unacceptable because the lights in the ground floor was flickering. But, besides that, I got to my floor, walked in the hallway and the aroma of the foods made my day. I knew it was the food that I had loved to eat. I was so hungry too because I did not eat anything for the whole day. I took out my key and turned the lock, I opened the door and the aroma hit me. It was great, I felt so happy, blessed , and welcomed. Meanwhile, I thought that it would have been a terrible week, it was not, it was going to be one of the best. The smiles of my grandma and how she ran to me just killed me. I missed being at home, I missed my family so much.
I did not even bring my laptop and any school work because I clearly knew that nothing was going to be done. I mean, just nothing. I just wanted a time to breathe and to relax. I wanted time to put on my favorite shows, movies, and listening to music without worrying about anything. Laying on my sofa, I felt so comfortable and safe. I knocked out in a little while after a little snack, but that was great. I have not been able to sleep like this in a while. I knocked out fast and it was just great. I woke up to my mom, she finally came home from work. She was so happy to see me and we ate dinner together. It has been a while, and I really missed it. She bought so many things to cook for me and I was just so happy that she was back home, safe and sound. Later on, dad came home and he was excited to see me too. A Family reunion after a stressful few weeks was what I needed.
Now since I am back on campus, I cannot stop thinking about them. I really cannot wait for Thanksgiving, another beautiful family reunion, full of food, laughter, smiles, and giggles. I really love and miss my family. But, i know I will see them soon, I just cannot wait, these weeks.