I rented and ebook from the library and sent it to my kindle. When I turned on my kindle, the date was October 24, 2022. I haven’t used it since the day I moved to Germany and this realization sent me into a tailspin of sorts.
Later that night, I was with my friend Peter when I randomly started crying. I finally said it out loud, the words and feelings I’ve been avoiding for nearly two years…
“I’m homesick.”
He’s encouraged me to go home for nearly six months. Even he could tell I was homesick but pushing the feelings down. He knows what it’s like to feel this way and feel disconnected from friends and the familiar. It’s time I finally face this reality and make plans to go home.
One of the hardest things for me is waiting to talk to any of my closest friends until nearly 3pm my time. Nobody is awake until my day is nearly over. The time zone isn’t impossible but I feel it in the mornings and mid-day. It makes me feel the distance more than usual.
I miss my friends. I miss my Dad. I miss Tennessee in the fall. I miss motorcycle rides in the spring. I miss living two blocks away from my best friend. I miss driving in my car.
I miss home.