To my Bosty.

To my dearest Bosty-sauce,
I miss your craziness!  I miss you wanting me to spin you around and around just to have me stop and have you say "'gain Kels- one, two, three- 'gain!"   I love your spunky little self and wish I could watch you grow up.  I wish I could have celebrated your birthday with you and kissed your face repetitively just to hear you giggle and feel you squirm in my arms!  I love you saucy!

The Holidays are killer- I wish I was home.  I don't think I have been more homesick at school until this point.  I just want to go home- my real home where my family is.  I want to be around those who have known me my entire life and that love me unconditionally.  I want to be by my family- and to enjoy all the simple moments that we share.  I want to laugh at the dry jokes my dad tells, I want to rough-house this kids and to paint my mom's toe-nails.  I want to cuddle up with my sister in her bed and talk about boys and how stupid they are.  I want to have late night conversations with my grandma Rueleen who ALWAYS has the best advice.  I want to help around the house.  I want to be able to escape to my home and just to get away from school and life- but here school is life and no matter where I go I have to deal with my own problems.  I have to figure things out on my own, and I have to grow up- all things I am not fond of.
I have ALWAYS been really close to my family.  I would often skip out on hanging out with my friends just so I could spend that time with my family.  I would give anything to be home right now.  This last week I have wondered why I came to USU.  I have asked myself over and over why I didn't choose a school closer to home, a school that I could have gone to for a very little cost.  I would have known people.  I could go home just to spend the afternoon and make it to class on time the next day.
I want to be home.  I miss my family.  I miss my kids.  I miss my friends.  I miss everything familiar about home.