Thursday, May 23, 2013


We've been sleeping at Grandpa's for a week. Some parts of life are falling into place. For example, the bedtime routine is going very well here.

But I am starting to feel homesick.

For me, home is closely tied to the familiarity of a place. And while Grandpa's house is familiar to me, it is not home. Yet.

I don't like this displaced feeling and depression is starting to tug at me.

But that doesn't mean this is the wrong move for me, or for our family. This is just party of my emotional transition. I know when we move away from this place I will likely feel a similar sense of homesick for the home that we create here.

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