So I’m back at home visiting my parents for a few weeks. Well, a few weeks is a little bit of an understatement. I’m here at maximum six weeks, at minimum around four. (I moved out of one apartment in Charlotte and can’t move into my new apartment until August.. presto, an extended visit home!)
It is fun being home, but it seriously always makes me feel 16. I start thinking about my high school boyfriend, miss my high school friends… you know, all that fun stuff!
But it also kind of lets me check in with my younger self. You know, kind of remember where and who I thought I’d be in my twenties, and then I get to measure where I am against that. Although my life is a lot different than I thought it would be, I don’t think my sophomore year of high school self would be disappointed. Although, I have to say, my twenty-three year old self still wants a lot of the things sixteen year old Kelly wanted.
Anyway, I’m glad I got the chance to be here. It’s nice to reconnect and think about the past.