But now, we're home, back in Davis, where it never fails to surprise me (or Jac, for that matter), how great it is to come back every time. Seeing family, friends, new babies, our growing nephews, our favorite places, favorite food. If you've been as lucky as we have been, growing up somewhere that in retrospect is not just good, but great, nothing can replace the nostalgia you get from driving down a street or going to a park or even shopping at a store and being able to remember when you were a lot younger and far less wiser. Love Austin and loved Boulder, don't get me wrong, but nothing beats that, at least not to us.
Christmas has past and was great, New Year's coming up and even though we're both dissertating, it's nice to be home.
