While not in Michigan for the entire summer (or even more than 2 consecutive weeks), I got a taste of it this weekend when I celebrated the Fourth of July (long) weekend with my family. We packed quite a lot of visiting into these past 3.5 days...and it was awesome. (do-dee-do-dee-do)
Even though my grandpa's (now my parents') house is physically (or in the process of becoming so) different from how I remember it as a kid, the memories and emotions remain constant...
It's a place where people gather and enjoy each other's company.
It's a place where neighbors (and friends of neighbors) are always welcome.
It's where (in the summer months) the grill is usually on and the door is open.
It's where old movies are shown at any time of the day...or night,
And where the clacking of pool balls can always be heard through the air vents.
It's a place cozily tucked beneath the shady trees in the front yard,
Where, if you look hard enough, you can still see the above-ground pool in the back.
It's a place where you know "we'll leave the light on for you."
It's a place I am lucky enough to call home.
I am excited to head back to Michigan once the summer here at Notre Dame wraps up. It will be good to be "home."
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