Day 16: Something that you miss.
This isn’t a something but a someone. Actually someones, but that isn’t a word so…some people, I guess? I’m referring to my parents.
I mean, they’re still around (yay!). They’re just on the other side of the country (boo). Or rather, I moved to the other side of the country, but not because of them.
After I graduated from college, I moved to southern California because a) I hate winters and b) there weren’t a lot of great jobs in Flint. [There possibly still aren’t, outside of The University of Michigan-Flint…GO BLUE! I have no idea.]
Anyway, my aunt and uncle offered to let me stay with them in Orange County which was just too good of a deal to pass up. I lived with them for a few months and then got a tiny studio apartment of my own. I’ve been out here ever since, 13 years next month. And while I like a lot of things about southern California (my husband, our dogs, our jobs, the weather, etc.) the distance from my family isn’t one of them.
It’s not that I need to hang out with my parents all the time–I’m not co-dependent or anything. But when we visit now it’s kind of like a whirlwind, marathon thing. I miss just casually hanging out, being able to get a cup of coffee or dinner or go out for a glass of wine. We do all those things when we visit but we’re doing them with the knowledge that you have to pack as much into those 3-5 days as possible because you won’t see each other for another year or so. We always have a good time but it starts getting a bit sadder toward the end, on both sides I think, just because you know that time is running out on the visit. (It’s the same with my husband’s family, who are also in the midwest.)
What (or who) do you miss?