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So this posted is extremely late. My parents were here and left like 2 weeks ago! Man, time sure does fly.

As I mentioned before, I have had a rough last few months so I felt like I desperately needed some family time and more specifically, parent time so their visit came at the perfect moment. Besides, I feel like I have been waiting since October 26, 2010 for them to see the new place that I call home, the place that I have come to love and the place that will always, always hold a piece of my heart from now on. It was one of the stipulations for me to move back – I told them that I would only consider moving back to the great state of Washington when the following has happened :

  • Parent Visit to Beantown
  • I have seen all of the Boston sports teams play

Pretty basic list I feel. And at this point, it is almost complete so…watch out Seattle, I might be back sooner than I thought. πŸ˜‰

ANYWAY, it was a great time! We managed to cram so much in during the time they were. Some highlights were :

  • Seeing where I live, my house, my neighborhood (now my mom can visualize where I am when we are on the phone!)
  • Heavy Cambridge exploration – Harvard and MIT campuses, the Charles, all around the squares, Newtowne
  • Meeting a few friends of mine
  • Newtowne (so nice it should be mentioned twice)
  • Duck Tour – thank you Liberty Teresa!
  • Most of the Freedom Trail
  • Fenway – including a Fenway Frank
  • Saw Northeastern’s Campus
  • Salem, MA via commuter rail (they liked the train travel)
  • Conquered the MBTA

And these were just some of the highlights! We probably walked around a million miles, which is fine, since we ate quite a lot too. My dad is now obsessed with Au Bon Pain pastries. My mom got to experience lobster rolls and enjoy some chowdah.

But most importantly, we just got to spend some time together. Frankly, I didn’t really care what we did as long as we did it together. Awww! How cheesy! But it’s true. I loved every minute they were here and am now trying to convince them to move out here too. My dad claims that they are pretty much Pacific Northwest people through and through, but maybe if I beg enough…

I just can’t even express how much it meant to me that they came out to see me. My parents aren’t the biggest travelers really so I know that this trip was kind of a big deal for them. I also can’t quite express and put into words how much they mean to me. I mean I am literally tearing up right now writing this. I honestly don’t even know where I would be without their love and constant support – through EVERYTHING. I didn’t used to think that they were a big deal and then I grew up and realized how lucky I am to have the parents I have. My dad’s first question might have been if I was carrying around my personal alarm (see! I told you!), and as much as we give him a bad time, it shows how much he cares and how much he loves us. And getting a mom hug and handhold was just…so…amazing, I felt like I could exhale and breathe a bit and that everything is going to be ok. I miss them every single day, but I know that this is what I need to be doing right now and this is where I need to be, and I know that they know it too. Seeing where I am at and knowing I am safe and doing ok was just as important for me as it was for them so I am glad that was able to happen.

So for now…I will just try and convince them to move here and they might still try and convince me to come home.

I love you Mom and Dad. More then I will EVER be able to convey to you. Oh yeah, thanks for the coffee! πŸ˜‰