It’s been a long time since I’ve posted on this blog. I’m kind of disappointed with myself for not keeping up with it like I feel like I should. I’ll do better. Really, I will.

So, as the title indicates, I’m writing this entry live from Phoenix, Arizona. I’ve been here since Monday evening (really early Tuesday morning) enjoying Christmas with my mommy and my sisters and my brother. It’s such an interesting experience.

One thing I’ve learned since being here is that I will NEVER outgrow my mom’s cooking, or laying my head in her lap while we’re watching television. Call me crazy, or a big overgrown kid…I say that I’m appreciating the simple things in life.

I’ve also REALLY noticed how much my sisters and my brother are growing up. Obviously, there are the physical changes (way to go puberty), but also having conversations with them and listening to how they process things is amazing to me. It also makes me wonder if I was “like that” at ages 13, 15, and 16. They never cease to amaze me, and I’m proud to have siblings who are so beautiful, so talented, and so giving.

While Phoenix is not “home” for me, this visit has been a reminder that home really isn’t the physical structure- it’s the people you’re with, the memories you share and create, and the unconditional love. A house doesn’t give that, but you can find it wherever you make your home.

Wishing you God’s best….