I'm missing home a bit today. I'm pretty sure that this is for two reasons, the first being that I'm sick. I called in to work today and I've barely moved from bed all day. I think that everyone misses their mom when they're sick. I don't really know why, because even if I was at home she would just tell me to rest and drink a lot of liquids, which she did in an email yesterday. But I think it's a comfort thing, just knowing that she's nearby if I need her. I don't spend much time at my flat anyway, and when I'm here I rarely watch tv, but today I found out just how horrible daytime British tv really is. There was no "Price is Right" or "Saved by the Bell" reruns to watch, which everyone must admit that's what they watch when they're home sick.
The second reason I'm missing home is that this weekend is graduation at RMCAD. This is great news because that means that Ross is done with school and comes in ten days! But as I just hung up the phone with him I couldn't help but wish that I was there to celebrate with him this weekend. I'm sure it's a lot of the sickness and the fact that I've been at home all day, but I was jealous hearing about all of my friends in Denver hanging out tonight. Maybe it's the time of year, or the time of life, but I feel like people are starting to move on. It's exciting to see how people are beginning their lives, but it hit me tonight when Ross said that he was going to say goodbye to Tamara today, and that Becca is moving back to Seattle this weekend. Steiner is moving to New Zealand next week, Tamara and Matt just set their wedding date, Drew and Liz are pregnant. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed thinking how life moves on, and sometimes I'm excited to think about how different things will be when I come home.
Last night I had dinner with Trace. He was talking about his sort-of ex-girlfriend, sort of current girlfriend in Michigan, Kristin. He said that if it wasn't for Kristin he probably wouldn't miss home very much. It's true that I like living here. I have a very comfortable life, but there are people at home that I miss very much, that make sick days even that much harder.
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