for the second weekend in a row, i flew home.

and it was bliss.

bliss because i got to see my dad accept an award for his work with my old youth orchestra,

bliss because, as much as i love my life in new york, every day i think about how much better it would be if i could see my family without having to get on a plane.
every weekend i could do exactly what i did this weekend...

i could have lazy mornings in the kitchen reading cookbooks while mum makes crepes,

we could make chocolate rugelach whenever we please,

pops and i could take zumba classes {and i would die watching him}.

stoop and i could curl our hairs while we sip mimosas,

and i'd sit with mia while she practiced the piano.
{this weekend. oh it was perfect.}

-yeh!