Truly, I keep realizing how much I neglected the comfort my family brought me, even when they weren’t the best forces in my life. I would give anything to see them here this year. I would love to sit with them and tell them how I’ve been, but not over the phone- in person. I miss the nicknames they had for me, and all the little actions we did that made us so close. I miss morning and afternoon coffee with my dad. I miss cooking with my mom. I miss my home and the people that make it home for me.