Last spring, I went back home to Charleston, South Carolina. It took us two airplanes and a lot of patience to get there. We were all so happy to be visiting our family, but my little brothers were obviously the most excited. When we landed in South Carolina, we were greeted by my grandparents at baggage claim. We split out small group into two cars and drove to lunch as a re-united family. As we drove to our next destination, I remembered how much I missed my home. I have missed my home and my family so much, that being there was a little overwhelming. We rented out a beach-house for our time there, but it was in worse condition than we thought it would be. So, we moved to a different beach-house and settled down
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