People say that home is where the heart is. If that is so, then my heart has been missing for a very long time. Seven years ago, I left my heart in America for the barren desert. But this summer, I can finally permanently rekindle the love I had been missing all these years. I may not be in my first place of choice (that would be Warrenton, Virginia), but my soon-to-be new home of Houston, Texas, will do perfectly for now.
I’m overly excited for so many reasons, including the fact that I will have greenery all around me. Things like school-supply or clothes shopping will be fully accessible again. Bagels and peanut butter won’t suddenly disappear from the country for a couple weeks at a time. I’ll be able to wear shorts in public if I wanted to. I can have the stereotypical high school experience! That is the fact that excites me the most. Football games on Friday nights, road trips on spring break, and stargazing in wheat fields on weekends are just a few of my hopeful American high school expectations. I’m also really eager to get a new house and design a new bedroom. As of now, I am planning a Santorini-type room. Light blue walls, plenty of sunshine, and a cloudlike comforter are in the blueprints. One thing I have heard about the houses in Houston is that they have lots of windows. That’s a very good thing; I love windows! I also love backyard swimming pools. Houston has plenty of those, too! Just looking at all of the beautiful houses for sale online makes me happy and excited to go there. I am highly fascinated by the Google Earth street views they provide. It’s a really cool way to see the neighborhood and houses. It also makes me feel like I know the area better. Recently, I’ve spent hours looking at all the homes on real estate websites! I think the reason I’m so excited to move is because I feel practically un-American after living overseas for 85% of my life. Visiting only once a year has come to depress me. I crave the stability of being in one place year-round for several years. I can barely contain the joy I feel in the mere thought of moving back home. Even if every person I meet wears cowboy boots and plaid shirts, polo shirts and white tennis shoes, or super skinny jeans with black blazers, it won’t affect me at all. My happiness will overtake it all! I long for the couple upcoming months, when I pack up my house and fly off to America. And then, for the first time in a long time, I won’t have to pack up at the end of the summer and fly another thirteen hours back to Doha. I probably won’t be going on any planes for a while. I must admit that I will miss traveling all over the world during breaks, since I won’t have that opportunity in the States. I think my new opportunity is traveling to all the states around Texas! I haven’t been around the Midwest at all. Everything is a new chance when you look at it in the right light. I’ve never really been to Texas, so I don’t know exactly what to expect, but I know (I’m hoping) I’ll be happy. That said, I already know that anything that involves me in my home sweet home will make me extra happy! (:
