My first major holiday without my family is today and I feel incomplete
and uncomfortable. This is not normal.
I should be getting ready to go
to my Aunt Ila's house and see all of our relatives from all over the
country. I should be bracing myself for questions about life, work and
Isabella. I should be worrying about Bella because she isn't used to
being around so many people. I should be part of "pass the phone" with
family members who couldn't make it to Atlanta. Instead, I will be on
the other end. I will be that member who will get lost in the phone
shuffle, hoping they don't hang up just yet because I want...need to
speak to everyone.
For the first time in seven years, I will miss all
the mayhem and "homemade" food that Aunt Ila claims she made. I will
miss the intense amount of hugs, the laughing and excited children, not
being able to think...just taking in that hectic but special family time
that happens but once a year.
Waaah, I miss my family and I am so
thankful for them.
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