I returned home to Oregon last night after ten wonderful days at my sister’s house. I was glad to be reunited with Michael, happy to be sleeping in my own bed, relieved that Eva would be back to her routine. But I was also sad; sad that it will be months until I see my family again, sad that I live far away, sad to be back to reality. I admittedly spent a few hours this morning spontaneously crying.
The next few days I will busily unpack my suitcase and do the laundry. I will sort through the mail pile and pay the bills. I will empty the fridge of the processed food Michael has been eating and buy vegetables. I will return to life and I will be fine. I am grateful that I love my family so much and have such strong bonds with them.
Now if I could just talk them into moving closer to me…
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