Homesick.
Wanderlust.
These are words I have been thinking about a lot lately.
I have some exciting changes coming in my life pretty soon, like next week (more on that later) and so those three words have been on my mind quite a lot lately. My family moved a lot when I was young, so I never really got attached to physical places. I learned from a young age all of those lovely things grandma's have been stitching for years, "Home is where the heart is," and so on. As cheesy as it may be, it is true. So, I am shocked by the fact that I am saddened by the fact I will be leaving a place that has been my home for over a decade. I probably shouldn't be shocked, I have lived here for a long time, but this isn't a place that has ever really felt like home. I realized today though when I told the Postmaster that I was moving and when I ran into my UPS Guy at the gas station, I am really not becoming homesick for this place, I am homesick for all of these people.
I will miss them. Some of them may miss me. It will be ok. I will be ok.
Oh, also, how are you??? I don't really know how three years have passed without me coming by here, but I hope to be back before another three years passes!
xo
Madeline