However, when she drove off on Thursday afternoon, I found myself getting a tiny bit homesick. Ah..the word I dared not speak for fear having it out there would cause a "hiccup" in my California adventures. But truth be told, this past week, I really did experience my first serious bout of homesickness. As I watched Amy drive off, all I could think was "that should be me getting on the plane with her."
I do think a part of it also had to do with this being a big weekend back at home for my family. My brother's birthday (happy 30th little man!) my parents anniversary, and mother's day fall every year around the same weekend. This year of course was different, because it was the first in 33 years that I wasn't there to celebrate with my mom and grandma's (and my brother). While I knew this was going to happen, and that every holiday is not going to be spent with my family anymore, I guess this very first one made me a little sad to miss. So hoping on that plane on Thursday with Amy seemed like something I wanted to do just so I could be there with them.
It gets easier..and the feelings of missing home come and go. On the upside, I have a GREAT week of fun with my family and Doug planned in a month when my brother and my soon to be sis in law get married. I guess, this weekend was just a reminder though that you can take Jess out of Colorado, but NEVER take the Colorado out of Jess.
Miss you all guys! Can't wait to see you in a month.

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