My Trip To California...

Before I start I just want to say something to all the people who misses anyone who is very close to them. Either your mom, your sister, your dad, your bother, your girlfriend, your boyfriend. To whom it may be, I know how hard it is. The constant twisting feeling in your stomach really gets to me sometimes, & I want you too know your not alone. I am very grateful for my chance to see everyone I miss down in California. I hope you'll enjoy my experience I'm about to share with you.
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Okay, well this is a true story about how over Winter Break... I went to California. Mainly to see my mom and my little brother (I never met), but I also saw my cousins, my grandma, and met some people who I've grown very close too. I remember almost every detail from being there. I remember waking up at 3 in the morning, getting ready. I had big butterflies and the moment when I finally get to see her played over in over in my head. It wasn't that long of a plane ride. I was too excited to sleep on the plane. So I sat back and stared out the window. As soon as the plane stopped me and my sisters and brother got off and went to the Oakland airport. We waited a couple of minutes at the front desk wondering where she was. Just then, a woman with medium length black hair wearing a black scarf came up to the front desk right where we were standing and asked the desk lady if she saw her kids. She said "Turn around ma'am".

& there she was, my mom.

Okay, well I'm not going to be dramatic and say it was all hugs and kisses. Because it wasn't... It was a awkward hug and kiss and a awkward walk out the airport. Right when we got to her house, my brother, sisters and I passed out, not litterly but we all just fell asleep. Once we woke up I got to see him for the first time... my little brother Trevor. He was 1 when I got to see him, and he was litterly like the cutest things ever. I also saw my aunt, uncle, and grandma.

Then my sister Paige came, and I got to see her too. She came with her boyfriend or friend... it's really confusing. But anyways, I got to see them and it was great.
So days went on, and finally Christmas came. We opened girfts, took pictures, and ate cookies. Yum. But when the day was about over, my mom asked me " What was your favorite gift, hunny"?
...I said "everything". But if she asked me today I would answer by saying
" All those gifts you gave me were all great. But no presents, not even all the money, could ever match up to the days I got to spend just with you. "
Even though I remembered every detail, it would make this post hella long so... Maybe I'll share more in the future. But right now I'm getting teared up.