Why was this so hard for me? Though I always miss my extended family, I never sit around my house crying that I'm not with them. Well, I think I just didn't know what I was missing. Now I do. I miss Grandma holding Jackson and Grandpa telling "Grandpa stories." Or late night talks with people I love. I miss my mom teaching all of us how to make star shaped snowflakes. I miss telling silly stories and laughing until my cheeks ache over the chubby-wubby club. I miss the kids playing and creating new worlds with their cousins. I miss sitting around the dinner table to a meal we all helped prepare. I miss watching the rain pour down on moms back porch. I have been reminded of what I am missing.
There is a silver lining to coming home however, its my brother and his family. I think maybe I'll give them a call tomorrow.
I'll leave you with a tidbit from chapter 10 of my book Family Ever After.
Life, like climbing a mountain, is definitely rocky at times. It is hard work and often very tiring. We can’t do it alone. Having loved ones at our side helps us achieve beyond our own capabilities. It helps us discover that we can do things we didn’t believe we could, and it helps us find joy even when it is hard."