Hope everyone had a great weekend! I spent the weekend at home in Chicago – I’m here for work, and it was perfect timing because my dad is home from Morocco (he works in Morocco full time, and yes – my parents are still married and have been for over 27 years!). I’ve gotten to spend time with both of my parents, my aunt, and my cousin, which has been great.
Going home always fills me with nostalgia, and a bit of something else. It’s odd feeling like your old surroundings never changed, but perhaps you have. Living on my own in LA has made me a little tougher and a little faster – not necessarily in a bad way, but it does make me feel like I don’t completely fit in to my hometown anymore; like perhaps I’ve outgrown certain aspects of it.
I know it’s part of the natural progression of life – but it does make me a bit sad. It’s a reminder that things are always changing. But at the same time, coming home is a wonderful reinforcement of your roots and values. It’s so easy to get caught up in the rush of ambition and constant saturation of twelve different types of media. Home is a reminder of the simpler times and the things that truly matter.
I try to make peace with outgrowing superficial things about my personality. I’m learning to use my time at home as a necessary refresher on my core values and beliefs. When I go back to LA, I feel reconnected to my roots and the things that make me, me.
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