Homesick...Finally

For the first time since January, I am homesick. And I didn’t even realize it until my friend Shannon asked me if I thought maybe I was homesick. I was telling her how I was just angry all the time, and sick, (physically) and missing food in the states. She goes “do you think maybe you’re homesick?” And immediately I was like “Noo, that couldn’t be. I haven’t had any problems with that.” Cause I tend to adapt generally well. But Shan reminded me that one of the first things our director told us when we were talking about homesickness was how he gets angry when he’s homesick. Just little things irritate the hell out of him. He’s been abroad multiple times now, for many years, and he knows. For some people, he said, homesickness doesn’t affect them in the sad way. It affects them in the angry way. Which is definitely the case with me. I am highly irritable and unmotivated. But at least now I have identified it and am ready to kick it in the butt!

I never thought of myself as a homesick person, but I guess it can happen to anybody! It’s not so much homesickness for 2155 Antler Drive, (though I do miss the carpet) but more of for the states in general. I miss the food. BIG TIME. I miss the fast coffee. I miss the CLEAN ROADS! I miss driving. I miss shopping with Karsten for clothes and shoes that we really do not need (but really want) and fulfilling our caffeine addictions at the nearest Starbucks. I miss normal smells of our house! Mom’s cooking! Chocolate ganache cake. Heck I even miss looking out my window and seeing Dad vacuuming the grass for bird seed. (Yes this really does happen and yes he really was wearing a helmet while doing so)

Yep ok. Special family. But I miss you!! J