Weekly Post # 4

You know when people say "You don't know how much you miss something until it's gone." Well that statement is so true. Even though that what I miss isn't something it is my family. I never realized how much I miss them until this year because this year I am the only child left at home. This week I had a lot of my family member's home including a lot of my nieces and nephews. Now looking around the house I see it covered in garbage, toys, food, and everything else you can think of. Even seeing this huge mess I still wish they all of them could of stayed longer. There is never a dull moment when my family is home. They have only been gone for a few hours and the house already seems quiet and lonely. Almost always when my family comes i lose my bedroom and have to sleep on the floor. Sacrifice of space, privacy, a place at the table, quiet, and time to myself and is a small price to pay for the fun and love I feel when I get with my family. Now that I got my bed back and everything else I would give it up in a heartbeat if they could stay longer.