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October 12, 2009

Today I wish I could sit on the sidelines at the soccer field or in the bleachers at the swimming pool and see those friends I only got to see when my kids had practice. I want to drive myself to the grocery store – down a road where nobody honks and everyone stays in their own lane – andΒ  I want to buy too many cucumbers and tomatoes with the best of intentions of eating them all. I want to be able to eat them without rinsing them in a bleach solution first. I want a loaf of Wonder bread that is so fresh the aroma assaults you when you open the bag. Today I want to go to Target and get 6 errands accomplished in one place and pay prices that are written on the things I want to buy. I want to know that the President and your grandmother and I all pay the same price for the same thing. I want to rush through a fast food drive-thru and eat food that is horrible for me but tastes so yummy. I want to sit on the front porch and use cheeseburger wrappers as a plate and watch ants gravitate toward the ketchup I am sure to spill on the ground. I want to drink a glass of wine out of a plastic cup and watch all the neighbors walk by with dogs that chase the squirrels and bark too loud.Β  I want to watch my husband reading the newspaper on the porch in his pajamas. I want to see 15 kids running through my yard playing flashlight tag. I want to watch the leaves blowing in the wind and I want to watch my kids make a big pile to jump in. I want to hear the leaves crinkle under my feet when I walk. I want to walk up to the shopping center and get an ice cream for dessert. Maybe I want a banana split with whip cream that tastes like whip cream. And I want to have 31 flavors and 16 toppings to choose from. I want to plan a Thanksgiving meal and invite our families over. I want to figure out a way to make it different and familiar all at the same time. Today, I want to be home.

15 Comments leave one →
  1. October 14, 2009 11:09 pm

    I can’t even imagine. Hang in there, my friend. I’m glad to hear you’re feeling less homesick today!!

  2. lisa permalink
    October 14, 2009 8:50 pm

    Hang in there. When you get back here, just wait, you will miss things from over there as well.

  3. October 14, 2009 8:47 pm

    😦 I know. Now, I do know. I’m sorry… hoping today has a bright ray of sunshine in it …

  4. Tottsmom permalink
    October 13, 2009 4:27 pm

    I’m sorry you are homesick. Hope tomorrow is brighter. I hear Thanksgiving in India can be an adventure in and of itself. Good luck.

  5. October 13, 2009 11:47 am

    It has to be hard being so far away. Find something beautiful to photograph for us, maybe it will cheer you up.

    • October 14, 2009 12:39 am

      you are right – there are lots of things to take pictures of this week – I will get busy!

  6. Nancy permalink
    October 13, 2009 10:25 am

    Oh, dear one. That made me cry. Wish you could be here doing all those things. Just think…this time next year, you will be.

  7. Rhonda Haslam permalink
    October 13, 2009 10:25 am

    It’ll be okay. Give the kids an extra hug when they get home from school. That junk food is better in your mind than reality anyway. (Sounds “adult” anyway, doesn’t it?)

  8. Bee permalink
    October 13, 2009 10:16 am make me sad..I so want to be in India for Diwali…it’s meaningless here in the US..keep faith..and enjoy Diwali thinking you have celeberated it all your life. One good thing- you can have Baskin Robins in India. πŸ™‚ Cheer up!

    • October 14, 2009 12:38 am

      Sorry Bee – we felt the same about the 4th of July – there is just something about being really home for the holidays – thanksgiving is going to be very tough for me to miss in the u.s.

  9. October 13, 2009 9:33 am

    You sure are missing home! Its festival season in India, Saturday is Diwali, our biggest festival, and I am longing to be back there…..:-)

    • October 14, 2009 12:37 am

      we are actually hosting a diwali party tomorrow and I am really looking forward to it – it should be very fun

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