Breathe... You're home!

Every now and again, I fall back into that awful place of last year. For the past few days, I've been stuck there. I can't really explain why that is or how I got here. All I know is that my smile hasn't been as bright recently. It's at those times that I really welcome a trip home.
I can't really say what it is about home that makes everything better, but it does. Maybe it's the hug that waits for me at the door, or the amazing meal that clearly took hours to make. It might be the endless jokes and the early bedtimes. Regardless, there is a never-ending feeling of love here, and the second I walk in the door, my stress melts away.

Upon my arrival home, I found this sitting on my bed. I was told to take it back to school as a way to remember how far I've come. I am almost at the top of the staircase now, and it feels so good.