I’m so lucky that my family enjoys my company enough to fly me home for Thanksgiving. The original plan was to go to Long Island and spend the holiday there, but since Sandy things have been kind of a mess. So I really didn’t have anywhere to go except home. Given my recent homesickness, I was super excited.
When the plane touched down in Atlanta, I immediately let out a sigh of relief. I met my mom in baggage claim, got my suitcase, and we headed off to grab lunch with my dad. I looked around the city and made note of how different it is from my new city. But I also made note of how much I love Georgia.
I walked into my house and was attacked with kisses from four happy happy dogs. My room looked the same, just much cleaner and my closet was relatively empty. Kate came over that night for some girl time, and I couldn’t believe it had been so long since she came to visit me. It’s amazing how quickly the time goes. On Tuesday I drove. I hadn’t been more excited to drive since I got my license. Normally, I hate Atlanta drivers and traffic, but I embraced it. In New York you can’t just go for a drive to clear your head. And the subway is not a good place for thinking. And I’m not going to hail a cab just to ride around. Sure you can walk anywhere, but there’s something about getting in your car whenever you want and just going.
My brother and I caught up, and it’s always good to be around siblings. Gordon and I talk a lot, but it’s the moments when we can be silent and be around each other that I really miss. So we all piled in the car on Wednesday and headed to South Carolina to my grandparents’ house. And we stopped at Cracker Barrel. Y’all don’t even know how much I’ve missed that southern chain. Finally having real sweet tea and fried chicken made me a happy camper. Cracker Barrel is always a road trip stop regardless of if you’re hungry or not. You just have to do it.
Speaking of food, Thanksgiving. It was so great to have real food made with love and that wasn’t brought to my door by a Seamless deliveryman. Being able to share this Thanksgiving with my parents, brother, aunts and uncles, cousins, and grandparents made my heart sparkle so much.
All in all, this week was a really sweet break from the Big Apple and exactly what I needed. Sometimes you just need to go home and be around familiar things, and that’s totally okay. You’re allowed to want what’s comfortable. After this week I am convinced that you can take the girl out of the South, but you can’t take the South out of the girl.
Caitlin is a graduate of the University of Alabama who has an obsession with cupcakes, coffee, and Harry Potter. She always has random fun facts and is now working for an awesome company in New York City. Follow her fabulous life @caitlincorsetti. You’re welcome!