where your people are.

I turned 30 yesterday.  I have a lot of thoughts about that, and I think today I’m going to sit down and write them all out.  Maybe to share?  Not sure.  But today I am going to talk about Christmas.

Last year, we spent Christmas break up in Seattle alone.  Alone, but not lonely.  We took a ferry to Bainbridge island for breakfast, and made ourselves a Northwestern seafood feast.  I even smoked salmon for the first time.  It was epic.  I can’t believe how much our life has changed since last year.  Back in Arizona, a new baby, a little company we’re running together.  It’s strange how much difference a year can make.  I miss Seattle terribly.  Even more, I miss the darling friends I made there.  I was thinking about them most of the day yesterday and feeling homesick.  There really is something so nostalgic about this time of year.  

This Christmas we decided to get out of dodge and make the long trip north to the snowy wonderland of Northern Utah.  A Californian born and raised, I don’t think I’ll ever get over the novelty of snow, and when I saw the littles romping about in the fresh powder and relishing in Grandma and Grandpa’s overabundance of love and (admittedly) cookies, I was so glad we decided to head north for the holiday.  Life is so much better with my people around me.  Oh how I miss my family when we leave though.  So badly it almost hurts. 

 I miss their faces and sounds, the way we sit around and talk about everything and nothing.  The way my sisters almost always get why something is funny to me, and have the same belly laugh that I do (not dainty at all).  I miss driving around the snowy streets of Logan, stopping at all my favorites (which mostly involve food), going to the movies way more than I do at home, and staying up much too late talking.  This year for some reason, driving away from all of it was harder than usual.  The further we got, the deeper my heart fell.  And suddenly those 900 miles felt much too long.  I’ve spent the last few days realizing that after 11 years, 5 states and many more moves, I’m finally at the point in adulthood when I’m ready to go back home.  Even if home isn’t actually where I grew up.  It’s not really about location anyway.  Friends or family, home is where ever your people are.

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  1. Happy birthday! Sounds like you had a lovely Christmas! Happy new year to you and your family.

    Posted 1.7.13 Reply
  2. Happy Birthday!
    I cannot imagine living away from my family, my mom and my sister… There is something about being close to the loved ones that’s so precious

    happymedley.blogspot.com

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  3. Anne Hill wrote:

    Looks like a wonderful Christmas break. There’s nothing better than a white Christmas!

    Posted 1.7.13 Reply
  4. We have the same birthday! Happy belated birthday! I knew I really liked you :)

    Posted 1.7.13 Reply
  5. Hanna wrote:

    Happy birthday love! I can’t believe your only 30 and have 4 children!!! My goodness:) I’m working on #3 but I’m 34! Loved your instas! Merry Xmas too! Oh and love the riding skirts!!!!

    Posted 1.7.13 Reply
  6. Happy birthday! I totally understand the feeling of driving away from home. We’ve been in the Army and every time we visit leaving is sad. We’ve decided to get out and move home to raise the babies there. You’re right when you say home is where your people are :)

    Posted 1.7.13 Reply
  7. Happy birthday! I hope your 30th year is the best one yet! And I completely get the being away from home thing. Home to me is a crazy family Christmas filled with lots ‘o love and tons of cookies. It always saddens me when my sister heads back west and we back to the place that we call home.

    Chelsea
    Haute Child in the City

    Posted 1.7.13 Reply
  8. I felt the same way after leaving my family after the holidays. I have lots of younger siblings and it was just so fun to spend time with a group of people that know and love each other. That sure made coming back to the dumpy little town where I’m student teaching/being a loner a whole heck-of-a-lot harder.

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  9. newpetite wrote:

    Happy Birthday Cori!

    Posted 1.7.13 Reply
  10. Great pictures. Have belated birthday!!!! Looks like you had a blast during the holidays. It must be nice to be so close to your family. I wish my husband and I were so close to ours. It was a relief to come from our visit. HOpe you get to live close to them soon. By the way if you get a chance please check out my 30 in 30 post.

    Agi:)

    vodkainfusedlemonade.wordpress.com

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  11. I love my sister… I sure do hope that fate get’s you guys closer:)
    meg

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  12. Lindsay wrote:

    I feel you — and I only live 250 miles away from my family. It hurts to be far away. Glad you got to spend Christmas with them!

    Posted 1.7.13 Reply
  13. Lisa wrote:

    Hey! My people are in Logan too! ;)

    Posted 1.8.13 Reply
  14. Malinovka wrote:

    Amen. I feel like that every time I go “home.” We’ve lived in Ohio for almost 8 years, and each time we head east from Utah to go back, it’s harder to leave. So glad you had such a wonderful Christmas with your family. I love your instas. Oh, and I’m exactly the same way with my sisters. :)

    Posted 1.8.13 Reply
  15. Megan10e wrote:

    You smoked salmon?! ;) Hope you get to move “home” soon, if that is what you want!

    Posted 1.9.13 Reply
  16. from the looks of it, you could’ve just brought along that kohl’s gift card and we could’ve met up in SLC instead of you having to mail it ;)

    looks like a great trip!

    Posted 1.10.13 Reply