My parents home

It really does not matter how much time I live away from my country, I just need a few minutes in Mexico to feel I am at home once more.
     I never lived in my current parent´s house as a single woman. However, just the smell of it makes me feel I am back in my beautiful Mexico City residence. Bright colors everywhere, the same living room furniture we bought right before the economical crisis started, pictures everywhere...anyway, my wonderful memories.
     I love my parent´s home, but what I love the most is that now I can share it with a little family of my own. Now my kids are creating memories here. My husband is learning why I am the way I am, and I...I am getting my share of love from my beloved parents.