It is 5:14 and I really should be facing my disastrous room or cleaning the kitchen or something else equally exciting.  Like taxes and dusting.  Instead I have been sitting on the couch, staring out the window and watching the world drown.  And it is making me feel better.

Today I really miss this.

And this.

Oh, and this.  Really missing this.

I would like the red glittery shoes that click twice.  There's no place like home, there's no place like home.  My calendar depresses me.  The changing seasons make me antsy.  My dad's notes make me smile a bit sadly.

You have to live somewhere completely different to fully understand where you once were.  You have to change your present to understand what your past was.  Otherwise you don't see it for what it wasn't.  And you don't see where you are now for what it is.

What if I told you that it is possible to ache for something and to be fully content in the same moment. 

Days like today make me want to tell my kids to hug their parents tight when they get home.  They make me hurt with happiness when I see laughing families.  I even miss the bad days on days like today.