I dropped my parents off at the airport about 25 minutes ago. It was the last goodbye of a month and a half of visitors and by far the hardest. Nothing feels like it is going right at this moment. For reasons that would take a long and frustrating explanation, I still have no job and no prospect of a job. I have no friends here. I have no family outside of Alma and Adam here. I feel like I have no ground under my feet.
This place is beautiful but it still feels like I am on vacation and I am desperate to go home. I will figure out how to move on from this feeling. I will.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
ReplyDeleteI hate that we are apart.
You are amazing and selfless and brave.
It's actually unbelievable.
Youre in my heart always.
it takes awhile! i felt that way for months, if not years ;(
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