Can you be homesick for somewhere you’ve never lived?
Maybe I’m not homesick for somewhere else, I just desperately miss my sister. Just like any friends, we go thru spurts of talking to each other all the time and then not so much when we are both busy. But after a week of phone calls, lots of texts, playing Words with Friends & a picture blog her friend posted, I just really miss her.
I’m sure I sound like a broken record… but I’m also missing her simple farm life. I have so many thoughts swirling in my head. The homebody I could be. Just taking care of my family, home & cooking. Is the grass just greener? Would I quickly tire of staying home all day? Would I be sad that the nearest Starbucks would be well over 30 minutes away? Not to mention that a shopping trip at Nordstrom would be an all day affair due to it being over an hour away… I couldn’t just pick up pizza for dinner because I didn’t feel like cooking…
Well, for now I will try to be content to live here in our beautiful old towne. So many blessings I have to count. So many things I do love about Orange & “city” life.
…I’ll look forward to that someday I might have my own farm, cow to milk and endless bread making to keep up with.
Until then, I miss you sister.
**thanks to my brother for the pictures