Until last month, I had not returned back to my childhood home in 20 years. My parents and I did not get along and I left under horrible circumstances. I never planned to go back ever again, but my sister had a baby and I wanted to be there for the baptism. I never thought my sister would have any kids and I was really surprised. I don’t plan on having kids of my own, so my niece will be the light of my life. I was going to stay with my sister at her apartment, but her boyfriend’s family decided to come for the celebration and my sister only had one extra room available. I had to stay with my mom and dad at their place. It was awkward and uncomfortable, but I was only there a couple of hours during the day and a few hours at night to sleep. My mom and dad didn’t say a word to me the whole time that I was there. I didn’t say much to them either. To be honest, any conversation would have been long and uncomfortable. I really didn’t want to get into my childhood when I was there for a party. The house was exactly the same as I remember. There was no heat anywhere. My parents still had the same old wood furnace and I was in a room upstairs without any heat. I thought about buying a space heater, but I was only there for two nights. Instead of spending money on a space heater, I wore sweatpants and a sweatshirt to bed and bundled up with extra blankets.