15. Thanksgiving Break

I love no school. I was so glad that we had Thanksgiving break. I went home to the great land of Burley, Idaho. I missed the fields and the wide open spaces. I missed my dogs and of course my family. They were equally thankful that I was able to come home and spend about six days with them. That's the longest I'd been home since I moved down to Provo. There was so much food! My mom is the best cook in the entire world. I was so tired of making things for myself, which usually ended up in cold cereal or maybe a sandwich. But when I went home, I was treated like a queen. They fed me every meal and had never been so full, happy and so very tired. I even saw some of my old friends. I was greeted with open arms and welcomed home. Going to my home ward was an experience. All the people in the ward swarmed around me, and they all asked questions like, "How is the Y?" "How are your classes?" "Got a boyfriend yet?" I grew very weary of all the questions, so going home and being alone was nice. But being back in Provo, is a different feeling altogether. It is a feeling of being independent. But truly, I think I'd rather be back in Burley, with my family, even if it is for a short visit.