I had a great trip to Philly this past weekend. I had a great trip home. After 16 years it is still home. Matt has told me that he likes that I am "from somewhere". So do I. I love that I have history and memories in this place that I am from. A place where I feel instantly comfortable and familiar, where the food is amazing and the people talk like I think people should talk and I don't have to explain weird sayings...
I loved being home. I went to see Bon Jovi with my best and oldest friend Nikki. One of the most beautiful people I know (seriously, look at her!) ...hence our 24 year friendship. 24 YEARS. Crazy. I adore her so much and I adore her family. Her daughter is a beauty ...so precious. And she has another one on the way.
So there we were at Bon Jovi (no leather pants but he was still breath-taking!). And as he sang lyrics like, "I love this town" and "Feels like summertime"...I understood.
There is a familiar feeling to that place. I adore going home and I too love that I am from somewhere.
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