Memories

Well friends, I have one week left here in Texas.
One week left of chiggers, huge mosquitoes, and fire ants.
One week left of huge thunder storms.
One week left of beautiful, cloudy, hot days.
One week left of tomato-juice soup and pizza nights.
One week left of free rent, laundry, and food.
One week left of work, children, and leaving work with pacifiers and tissues in my pockets.
One week left of runny noeses, toddler songs getting stuck in my head, and who-knows-what stuck on the bottom of my shoes.
One week left of changing diapers.

One week left to talk about my day at work at the dinner table.
One week left of humidity, sunshine, and the warm Texas breezes.
One week left of cows, fields of corn, and bales of hay on the way to work.
One week left to watch the cotton grow and get harvested each week as we drive to church.
One week left to walk out the door in the early mornings and feel how heavy the air is.
One week left to sleep with the fan on.
One week left to sit in my old room that I grew up in.
One week left to pack school lunches for my younger siblings.
One week left to be in a family ward.
One week left to walk around the block of my familiar, old neighborhood.
One week left to eat ice cream on the back porch.
One week left to quote movies before, during, and after we watch them.
One week left to play my mother's piano.
One week left to mop my mother's kitchen floor.
One week left to name the spiders that we squish at work.
One week left of H-E-B.

One week left of dad's gospel doctrine classes.

One week left of waking up in the morning at 6:15am to my phone alarm.
One week left to sit behind the really cute family with four little kids in Sacrament meeting.
One week left of "stadium seating."
One week left to sing the at the top of my lungs to the Beatles or Beach Boys with my sister as we clean the bathroom.
One week left to have family prayer and scripture study with my family.
One week left to drive back and forth to work and take pictures with dad.
One week left to whistle, sing, and quote movies for mom.
One week left to look out my window and see my backyard.
One week left to hear "ya'll" and "fixin' to"
One week left to have family home evenings with my family.
One week left to borrow my sister's clothes.
One week left to 'borrow' her q-tips in the mornings.
One week left to play my violin.
One week left to exercise with my brother.
One week left of family phrases, words, and inside jokes.
One week left of vacuuming the family room.
One week left of rinsing the dishes.
One week left to tease my sister about early morning seminary.
One week left to help my sister choose clothes, do hair, and offer mouthwash before a church dance.
One week left of "Robin Hood theme music" from my youngest sister.

One week left of "Soup Guy".
One week left for my brother to crack my back for me.
One week left to not sit in my assigned place at the table for breakfast.
One week left to even sit with my family for a meal.
One week left to skip every-other stair as I run up the stairs.
One week left to ride in the big-green-van.
One week left to check the mail down the street.
One week left to watch the nest of birds on our front porch.
On week left to see my younger siblings and parents.
One week left of home.

A week from today I'll be in Utah getting ready for school.

Now I know that I will do many of these things in the not too distant future, and that I will surely see my family again soon. And it's not like I don't have family close where I am going, but next time might not be quite the same, and I want to remember

this summer and this week.