Homesick or Home Sick?

This week did not go as planned. What was supposed to be a weekend filled with brunch and hiking turned into days spent in bed, armed only with Netflix, a book, and endless cups of chai tea with honey. Being sick reminded me of the simple comforts I usually take for granted—breathing clearly, a cozy blanket, and a warm bowl of soup. As I lay there, homesickness crept in, making me long for my familiar couch, my cat napping in my lap, and the soothing taste of chicken noodle soup. Sometimes, all it takes is a rough weekend to make us appreciate the everyday comforts that truly feel like home.