This past weekend, E and I returned to Indiana for the first time since moving out west together to Arizona. We had a few big events to hit—my sister, Lizzy, turned 21 so we wanted to celebrate with her and my family in Zionsville. Eric’s family had also planned a big reunion in Sullivan, Ind. where I met extended family and we got to pour through old family photos. It was a quick trip, but it was really good.

I needed to see some familiar faces and feel some rain and smell some green grass. I guess I didn’t realize I was homesick until I was home.