I am feeling homesick. There. I said it. I miss my little town of Heber. I miss my friends and I miss my neighbors. I miss being able to run to the grocery store without having to wait at a stop light. I miss bumping into people I know everywhere I go. I miss people asking me how I am doing and really meaning it. I miss Sunday mornings in the ward I grew up in. I miss the drives over to Wallsburg just to check on things for Grandma. I miss feeding cows and changing sprinklers. I know, this sounds crazy. Here I am sitting around on a Sunday afternoon with nothing to do. I should be napping or doing something productive... Nope. I am sitting here feeling sorry for myself for what I feel like I am missing out on.
Now don't get me wrong, things are good here. I have a great job. I am making more money than I have ever made in my life. I love what I am doing. I never thought I could do this, and yet, I find that it feels so natural. Hannah is thriving in the new neighborhood and in school. She has so many cute little friends and this place never is quiet. My neighbors are awesome. Last weekend I was sick and my neighbor, Anna, watched Hannah all day and even dropped by with a bowl of homemade chicken noodle soup...so what am I complaining about???
I guess I just didn't realize that so many changes would eventually catch up to me.
Well, Hannah will be back from her dad's house in a minute. I better get it together and finish up dinner so we can enjoy the rest of the evening.
