Utah

I've been hanging out with my sister Val and her family the past few days. It's been great.

Jerusalem: 6 days
(Side note: right when I wrote the days left, Matisyahu started playing on my Avett Brothers station on Pandora. I think it's fate.)

Dear family,

I love you.

"Always remember there was nothing worth sharing like the love that let us share our name."

song.

I love my dad because he scratches his head when he gets excited.

I love my mom because she always has and always will call me "girlfriend." No matter how old I get. Just ask me to show you the birthday card I got this year.

I love Valerie because she has a strange obsession of Paris.

I love Jim because the first time I met him, he performed some sort of belly dance for me.

I love Sarah because of her uncanny ability to eat abnormal amounts of ice cream.

I love Garrett because he'll walk into a room I'm in and pick me up by my ankles.

I love Jessie because of her funny comments, like "I didn't know Alaska wasn't an island."

I love Emma because of our mutual love for 80s music and kolaches.

I love Raymond because anytime I say something stupid, he says, "...And you graduated early."

I love Angie because, whenever I visit home, she writes me notes and sticks them under my pillow for me to find when I wake up.

I love my family.