I had a great time visiting with family. I didn't do any sight seeing or anything out of the ordinary. I went Boston to only be home and visit with family and friends as much as possible.
Going home to Boston is like putting on an old shoe that has molded to your feet. Taking in the sights and sounds as I walked, bused and took the T across town, felt comfortable and easy. It also felt like it was routine, as if I only pressed pause since the last time I lived in Boston. I haven't lived there for about eight years now, but I think wherever you grow up, it's always going to feel like an easy place to return to.
I spent Thanksgiving at my mom's and had dessert at my aunt's house. I went for several long walks with family members, catching up on what's been happening in our lives. I feel so lucky that I was able to fly 3000 miles across the country to have quality time with family and friends. The internet is great for keeping in touch, but there's no replacement for face-to-face time with family.