oh, Ikea.

Why are you so far away?

I thought that visiting once a year would be enough, but it's not.

I miss your meatballs.

And french fries.

I miss your holiday decorations. Oh, those gorgeous decorations!

And wrapping paper.

I miss wandering your aisles for hours on end.

I miss your fabric.

And not being able to just go buy this:

since we're getting serious about this home school stuff.

I miss your fun toys.

And dropping off my child so I can shop in peace.

I miss sleek, streamlined furniture in abundance.

And all your crazy Swedish names.

I miss your food market where I can buy hazelnut chocolate and lingonberries.

I miss all your kitchen gadgets.

I miss everything about you, you wonderful, magical place.

Someday we will live close together, hopefully even neighbors.

But until then I will dream of you and make lists for that happy day when we are reunited.

Love from,
an obsessed IKEA fanatic