Alrighty y’all I have a confession.
One that is pretty hard for me to admit, because most of the time I go around saying this has never happened to me.
Well guess what.  It’s happened.
I am homesick.
Not the kind of homesick where I’m going to quit my job, move back home and find a teaching job.
But the kind that I wish I could just have dinner with my parents, get up in the morning and sit on the couch and drink coffee with my dad, or go to a movie with my mom.
And the worst of it is, I’m not even sure when I’m gonna get to see my parents.  
I’m going back to Texas in November (for a week) but I don’t know if my parents are going to be able to meet me there.  
I really wish plane tickets aren’t so expensive.  If they weren’t I would totally be jumping on a plane on Wednesday and coming home Saturday morning.
(Yeah, I already looked a flight prices)
Blah.  This feeling is no fun.
I miss my family.
Why can’t Florida and Texas be neighbors?

4 thoughts on “Confession

  1. sorry you are feeling that way kathleen it is hard to be away from family, and it is part of the growing up that can really suck. thanks for sharing with us, i wish i could be there to give you a huge hug!


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