So growing up, I never got homesick. In fact, I looked forward to leaving home for weeks at a time and never missed it. Even when I first moved to New Orleans many moons ago, after the first few weeks I was good. I used to love being alone. Actually I thrived on it. I would sit in my room for hours reading and watching tv and never got lonely or homesick. Now that I am older you would think that I would not get homesick but this weekend, I did. I am fine during the week and even in Saturday I was fine but Sunday whomped! I went to visit a church, which I did not enjoy, and got back home at 11:30. Then I was like, what do I do now? So I fixed soup and watched my non-cable tv and thought I was going to die. Ok so maybe that is exaggerated a little but I was really homesick. I miss my church, my kids, and the business that I am use to. I missed going out to lunch with my parents, Tia and her family, and my pastor’s family. I missed playing xbox in my office while waiting for evening worship. I missed teaching Sunday school. I could go on forever about all of the things I missed.
I am really looking forward to seeing my church family, friends, and my parents this weekend. Now if only I could find a church to fill my Sunday void….
Praying for you! I know how tough it is. It’ll get better soon. You should go check out Northshore. I know it’s a bit of a drive – but I think you’ll enjoy it.
It will get better. It’s only taken us a year.
But I still definitely look forward to the weekends home (especially long weekends!).