I’ve been home for four days, and overall, it’s been a wonderfully relaxing experience. I love my friends and family so much, and seeing them has been so therapeutic.
And I adore waking up and seeing my babies’ faces.
They are my little loves.
I was thrilled to find that Andy and Parker don’t seem to have forgotten me. They follow me around just like they always did. They seem to be happy I’m here. I missed them so much.
Friends and family have been eager to ask me questions about life in Saudi Arabia, and these conversations have been so fun. I love that I’m surrounded by questions, and I love that these questions aren’t asked in a spirit of wanting to know how much better everything in America is, but in a spirit of genuine curiosity.
I was chatting with my sister-in-law about my in-laws’ house in Riyadh, and I mentioned that my Saudi father-in-law has a room in the house where he sits in his recliner and smokes and watches TV…just like my dad.
She looked shocked. “Seriously?”
“Yep,” I said.
She said, “Huh. Isn’t that funny? You go through your whole life thinking something about your life is so unique…”
I replied, “Nah, if there’s one thing I’ve learned about life, it’s that we’re essentially all the same.” Which, I think, is absolutely true. Sure, there are variations on the theme of humanity, but when it comes right down to it, there aren’t as many differences between us as some people would like to believe.
That being said, despite all of our similarities, there’s nothing like being home. I love that my dad and mom came to pick me up at the airport in St. Louis and my dad was so proud to show me his new overalls, which he had bought to wear just for the occasion of retrieving me from the airport. I love that we laughed and joked loudly at the airport and people stared and I didn’t care, because I was so happy to be back with my parents, whom I respect and adore. I love that they brought Andy with them to pick me up at the airport, and I love that Andy remembered me.
That was one of my biggest fears, that I would get home and Andy and Parker would have forgotten me.
My trip is going to be over much too soon. But before I go back to Riyadh (with Andy and my mom in tow, which will make it easier!), I am going to take lots more pictures, do lots more driving, take lots more naps with both Andy and Parker curled up next to me, spend lots more time with my friends and family, and eat lots more food.
It’s going to be a busy few days.