For some odd reason, I've been in a painfully reflective mood today. In other words, I come off as distant and haven't said much at all the whole day. At times like these, my dad would always try to break my trance by fiddling in his pocket and flipping a coin in my face and ask, "A penny for your thoughts?"

Maybe it's the realization that I've not much time left here in my good ol' hometown and things are changing so fast that it's a chore to try to digest everything that's happening around me. 

One thing for sure, I have never felt this blessed in a long time. For the family I have, the way my parents brought me up, the decisions that have been made in my life, the friends I have made along the way. I realized, I've always been blessed with such good people around me, wherever I go. All the way through school to college to university. Over continents, away from home and still I'm blessed with the very best of people.

I don't really know where I'm trying to get at with this post. I think I could spend all day just trying to describe what they each mean to me. Trying to describe how much being home again means to me. How humbling it is to look back at where I came from all the way to how far I've gone.

I feel like running up to each of my friends now and giving them a huge hug just for being themselves. Me and my sheepish smile when I meet friends I have not spoken to in months, only to see their face light up and give me a warm hug and smile. That sense of belonging I've lost touch with after being away for so long.

I am overwhelmed with gratitude.