Saturday, 20 September 2014

Give Me Some Soup--I'm Homesick

I expected to feel homesick during my trip; how could I not? My parents are the most laid-back people in the world, always having fun in their own ways.  Their energy is contagious for sure.  It is kind of funny how you don't realize how good something is until you don't have it anymore.  It used to drive me nuts to visit my parents because they would be asking me questions nonstop, but now I'd love to just be sitting with mom, telling her all about my trip.

And the food. I miss my parents' cooking so bad.  They are both amazing cooks and always have gigantic feasts for special occasions.  Even when they met my boyfriend they had a BBQ with tons of food and good drinks.  They also went all-out for my Graduation/Going-Away party; my friends were very well-fed.

I always got along really well with my dad too.  When I was younger, I used to be in choirs and musicals--my dad never missed a single one.  He was like my #1 fan.  My mom went to the ones that she could, but she always worked pretty late at night.  When I was in Girl Scouts, my dad even chaperoned a trip; I can only imagine what that would've been like, being one of the only men for miles, and having to supervise a bunch of screaming girls.  And now that I'm older, I can just sit with my dad, have a few beers, and just talk about whatever.

I haven't gotten to Skype my parents yet, but I hope I can very soon.  It'll most-likely be just under a year before I even get to see them again, though I can't wait until I do.

You always remember those really painful good byes too.  I knew I landed this internship about 6 months before I left, so it seemed like it was ages away.  Then I had to actually stop by my parents' house to say good bye for a while.  I hugged my mom right when I got there and started crying.  But they had another BBQ for us, so I had to keep my spirits up.

Then came the BIG good bye. I gave my parents each a hug for about one second and then wiped my eyes and walked to the car.  I couldn't handle a long good bye.  I would've been bawling my eyes out.  Having to pull out of that driveway and head on to start the road trip was unbelievably difficult.  And now it's all I can think about. My heart is heavy.

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