Don't dream it's over..

I had an amzing week at home. AMAZING.Passover, cleaning, cooking, running errands, Max's BIG surprise, circus, laser tag, monopoly, mini golf, riding in cars, driving, rap music, cranium, movies, be back in an hour - make that 3, wrestling, crazy taxi, birthdays, new names for old directions, 9 1/2 hours late, picnics on the beach, shopping, new clothes, mall parking lots, matzah, laughter, tears, kisses in the rain, sneaking to bedrooms, subways, job hunting, meaningful conversations, driving in circles, frustration, "Sounds of Silence/Music", movie credits that end too soon, telephone conversations from mid-miami, dancing, showertime, smiles, insults, coloring books, make-up, arguements, group dynamics, planning, analyzing, singing, love all around......and now I have to go back and face another month of hating who I am, more stress than any living being should be under, and being 1300 miles away from the people, person I call home.