When folks in my program here in Colorado asked what I was going to do over Spring Break, I often said that I was going “home” to Kansas.
But then, when I packed up my bags at the end of break and got ready to head to the airport, I said I was getting ready to go “home.”
That’s one of the most confusing things about being a young adult. The town where I grew up and then did my undergrad still feels like home. Of course it does! I spent 22 years of my life there.
But then again, when I visit my family, I’m living out of my suitcase. I don’t have my gym membership. I don’t have my sheets and my pillow and my pillowcases. I don’t have my car. I don’t have my low-FODMAP pantry. I packed my laptop and some homework, but I don’t have most of my textbooks and my giant stack of student papers or my professors or my favorite mug or many of the things that essentially comprise my life and livelihood. So coming back to those things is also, in a way, a homecoming.
By the way, my dad really likes the name Dorothy, and that would have been his first choice of name for me.Boy, would I have loved ice breaker activities with that combo. “Hi, my name is Dorothy. I’m from Kansas.” : P
Being home was actually really wonderful–and busy! I ended up having quite a few outings with friends and family and seeing a lot of people I hadn’t seen in awhile. So here’s my little weekly list: in this case, of Spring Break adventures. Thanks, as always, to Meghan for my current favorite weekly linkup!
- The weather in Lawrence was gorgeous at the start of the week! On Monday, the Mad Bad Mommy Bommy and I went over to Ted Ensley Gardens, a fun little place on the edge of Topeka, our state capital. The gardens are particularly beautiful when the tulips start blooming, and we were a little early for those, but we still got to enjoy lots of daffodils, plus a few hyacinths, scilla, red buds, and blooming pear trees!
- On Tuesday, my dear friend Sydney (truly my oldest friend) and I went over to Kansas City to the art museum, the Nelson Atkins. Sadly, it was closed on Monday and Tuesday! Fortunately, it was still a beautiful day, and there was a ton to see (for free!) out in the sculpture garden. We walked around the complex, chatted, went to Barnes and Noble for lunch and some book/CD/coloring book browsing before heading back to Lawrence.
- On Wednesday, Mom and I back to Topeka, this time to see my cousin and her beautiful new baby girl, Maya! We went to the Topeka zoo and strollered the baby around, trying to encourage her to look at the animals. (She slept pretty much the whole time, except for the hippos, giraffes and orangutans.)
- Thursday, Sydney and I watched the KU Jayhawks in the first round of the NCAA tournament. Barack Obama himself has chosen us Hawks as the victors for his bracket, and he knows his basketball. Just hope it doesn’t jinx us!
- That evening, my brother and his wife came over for supper. Since it was St. Patrick’s day, I made some gluten-free brownie bites with green avocado frosting–they were a hit!
- Friday, I disciplined myself and did responsible things: finished up a draft for my nonfiction workshop course and tried to get caught up on some grading–and did a lot of complaining about all the grading I had to do that I hadn’t done over break. I actually did a fair amount of grading over break, in fact; it just always takes a lot longer than I anticipate it will. 20 more to go–at 30 minutes a pop, that’s supposed to be 10 more hours of work. But hey, it earns my keep here in Fort Collins, and considering that, the work load isn’t too bad.
- On Saturday morning, said a temporary ‘good bye’ to my dad, who left for an awesome adventure on sabbatical in Tuebingen, Germany. Here he is with my mom after supper earlier in the week.
- And finally flew home to Colorado. Spent time with my sweetie for dinner Saturday night and for some hiking in gorgeous sunny weather on Sunday. Plus I copy-edited his research paper that he’s getting ready to present at an engineering conference. Also did a little lesson planning, grocery shopping, and tried to get ready for the week.
Tomorrow, it’s back to school and routine. *sigh* Sometimes there’s pros and cons of being “home.”
Do you ever find yourself calling two (or more!) different places “home”?
What other names did your parents consider for you?