I love getting off the plane and stretching my legs knowing I'm almost home.
I love the feeling I get when I pick my bag up off the belt on home soil.
I love the drive home. Seeing familiar landscape and a Tim Hortons on every highway exit.
I love dropping my bags on the floor and flopping onto my couch.
I love sleeping in my own bed for the first time in days/weeks.
When I had my chocolate lab, my favourite thing ever was picking her up from the kennel. To see her come running around the corner was the best feeling.
I love the overwhelming excitement of hugging my best friends for the first time after I'm back.
I love the exhausted best ever sleep that happens the first night being home.
As much as I hate leaving vacations- I LOVE coming home.