I got really homesick today and cried for an hour.
I miss my friends.
I miss being able to go run an errand on short notice; as opposed to spending all day doing errands, since town is 50 miles away.
I miss discussing the Hispanic that drove 20 mph under the speed-limit (and made us all late), or the horrid crime some illegal committed, with other folks who understand (since they’ve lived near it and see how it affects them).
I miss my fellow red-staters.
I miss being able to feel like I can be myself and not wonder what the ramifications will be for doing so.
I really miss the girls’ night outs and the ability to meet new people and make friends. Not that all the people here are boring or not nice or not worthy of my friendship; that’s not what I’m saying.
My situation makes for a unique circumstance in that I’m surrounded by people, all of whom are really nice and who I like. But they’re not my people. Does that make sense? Not my girls. Not people that I have a whole lot in common with; other than that we’re all at a ranch in South Dakota and we all love (or at least like) Zach (most of them because they’re related to him!). But I believe friends come in all shapes and sizes and I pretty much like all people. Maybe I’m just having a bad day…
I don’t wanna sound like I’m complaining or close-minded or anything like that. Because I’m not. I’m exceptionally blessed. And I am open- minded enough to learn about the people here, their culture and why they believe what they believe.
I just miss the familiarity of friends, my Jill, my Shuttlebug, my Texas, and big barrel races that aren’t hours away.
You are added! So sorry! Love ya and praying for you and your new job!
Good luck!
If you didn’t get a little homesick you wouldn’t be human.
Eventually you’ll adjust and what you’re having to do up there, and it will be the norm for you.
You’re liable to come home and think that things are just “too fast” here . . .
Just keep focusing on the good and eventually being away from home will get a little bit easier day by day.
the verification word is “vgkel”, makes me think of keegal (sp?) exercises . . . LOL
It is so completely normal for you to feel homesick. It may take up to six months before that feels any resemblance to home. Just don’t rush it. I’ve been there (well, not THERE, but when I first moved to Hawaii) and one day you’ll think “hey! I know this place, and I know people! It’s finally feeling like home”.
OK< I totally feel your pain!!! All my friends are out of reach. I have NO ONE to drink beer with except my hubby, the dogs, cats and horses. I miss my Aggieland, but, I could not fathom going back! Sit Back, relax and enjoy your new over sized space!! You be a country girl now!!!
I miss you too!!