After two weeks of being in North Carolina, I'm finally back!

The house is a mess, but it still feels good to be home!

My mom and stepdad came to pick me up at the airport, and they brought me flowers!

I honestly couldn't wish for better parents than them, I really couldn't.

Aaaand I got everything unpacked! I brought back a lot more stuff than I hauled there 😂

I also got pictures of the mountains in Tennessee before the plane had its layover in Nashville!

Whew! I think my body went into survival mode when I was gone or something, because I haven't been that hungry for two weeks! I guess it was because of all the unfamiliar places 😂

I had a great trip (minus Florence) and everything, but I'm glad to be back home with my mom, stepdad, and siblings.

I feel like the trip was a transitioning period for me. Makes sense, since I'm turning eighteen next month. I felt so nostalgic, but I could also see how I was growing and just how much of my childhood I "put away." Not because I necessarily wanted to, but because I had to.

I learned that sometimes that people who seem to care about your best interests aren't healthy people to be around, and the people who are healthy to be with and really, really do care are worth your time.
I also learned that, a lot of the times, the fact that certain stuff is hidden from you and your understanding during your childhood is a good thing, but unfortunately it can't and doesn't last.