10. Runza onion rings and crinkle fries. I only have them once in a while (thank goodness or I'd be as big as a house) but I am always glad when I do. And they're open late for emergency stops on the way home from covert shopping trips to DSW. Right, Megs?
9. Thunderstorms. I love the way the rain sounds on the roof. I love sitting on the front porch and watching the lightening. And I LOVE the way they smell.
8. Mid-western kindness. I have never met nicer people. Ever. Humble, generous, and salt of the earth.
7. Cornfields in the middle of town. It still amazes me that they grow corn wherever there's a spot. But it makes town so lush and green and watching the stalks grow almost before your eyes is amazing. Not to mention buying fresh sweet corn from the farmer set up on the corner.
6. The absurd loyalty of Husker fans. They are rabid. And during football season, you can't escape the mania. Not that we would really want to.
5. Winter Quarters. Every time we visit the Winter Quarter's Temple or Visitor's Center in the Winter, I am grateful I'm not a pioneer living in a mud hut along the banks of the Missouri River. And I am amazed by the faith of those who did.
4. The Henry Doorly Zoo. This may be one of the greatest places in the whole world for our animal lovin' family. We especially love the aquarium tunnel, the Leid jungle, and the okapi. Yes, I said okapi.
3. My house and my neighborhood. I will miss everything about my sweet little house on the corner. The front porch. My granite countertops. The great backyard. Drawing with chalk on the driveway. The memories of teaching Josh to walk here. Our wonderful neighbors. Our jammin' block parties. Sigh.
2. Being so close to my sister. Megan was only nine when I left for college and I must admit, I barely knew her. Now she is a gorgeous, put together young lady, just a few weeks away from finishing her Masters. I love her and am so proud to be her sister. Knowing she is staying in Lincoln just breaks my heart.
1. My friends. Book group. Play dates. Girls Night Out. Sharing moments of glee and despair. New babies and babies on the way. Running in races. Crafting. Shopping. Having people willing to be my family when my real family is so far away. People who have watched my children. And have loved me and my family. How can I ever thank you enough??
Until we meet again...