This time last year, my editor and I were visiting his parents for the holiday. It was the first time I met his step father in person, though I had heard a lot about him before. I remember lying in bed in the room they let us stay in, speculating my situation. Whether or not I was sure I knew what I was doing. The room had a very specific smell to it, the scent of wood and construction, as well as a lovely candle his mother put in for us. When we went back in July, I actually was very happy to be there again.
over the years, I have done a lot of traveling, and that means I've stayed at a lot of different places. Each time we stayed at a family member's home, each hotel, each time we camped out, they all had very specific feels to them. When I revisit them, it brings back those memories.
so when I went to my uncle's house to meet with the family, I felt very similar. We've stayed with him more often than any other relative.
we all had a wonderful time at dinner. I was still tired from work, but I was able to enjoy everyone's company. I'm really looking forward to seeing them again.
but for now, I need to sleep.
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