So, I'm away from home this week. Away from home in my former home - Washington state. Washington was a temporary home as I was only there for 5 years. Before that it was New Jersey for 10 years and then my 'hometown' in New York state for the rest of the years adding up to my current age (no need for specifics here).
For those who know me, this is a new phenomenon. I'm not a person who gets homesick. But, in doing some thinking, perhaps none of the above were ever really 'home'. They were places I lived, they had their ups and downs, but I wasn't married and there wasn't anyone that I was going 'home' to when I was away.
There was nothing wrong with any of the places I lived, and I had nice apartments. I had the cats (always hesitate to say that for fear of the whole cat lady stereotype). But - it's different now.
Now I have a wonderful man in my life. A man who makes my house a home. And as such, it makes my home a place that I really really miss when I'm not there. So, for the first time in my life I believe I'm experiencing true homesickness.
The good news is - tomorrow I get on the plane and go home. :)
With a cherry on top
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