I am not normally a person who gets horridly homesick. I do miss loved ones when I am not at home, but in general I tend to be okay once I can communicate with them on some level on a regular basis. Now and again I crave some salt prunes or doubles or something else from home, but generally I tend to be okay away from home. BUT I don't know what is going on with me these days. I am just missing all kinds of boys, girls, animals, places, things and even TV shows . . .
I feel homesick.
WHY?
Well this may sound weird but it only just dawned on me that I don't know when I am leaving this place. Normally if I am away from home, I at least know or have an idea of how long my intended stay will be, so I usually just keep that in mind and I am alright in the interim because I know that I just need to suck it up and enjoy where I am until the time comes for me to go back home. I know they say that a posting is normally three years, but the fact is, it can be shorter than that or it can be longer than that. Really and truly I am here until these people say I can go home. And that is what is bothering me - I have no departure date.
So I've been feeling a little bummy, I have not even felt like blogging in a while. I am at a point now where I don't want to hear another word of Spanish or see another plate of black beans. I just want to be home. I miss the look on my nephew's face when I go visit for the weekend. I miss roaming all over Port of Spain in the City Service Shuttle. I miss putting on my rubber flip-flops, strolling down the road from Belmont and going shopping on Charlotte Street on Saturday mornings. I miss going to the movies with my brother in law and going from one movie into the next until our eyes get tired. I miss driving to Gulf City just to buy ice-cream. I want a wing special from Royal Castle, with lots of ketchup and pepper. I want to watch HGTV for 4 hours straight. I want a bag of Cheetos and an Apple J. I just want to be home.
I haven't even been here that long, so I have lots more time to go. . . Hopefully this is just a phase that will wear off a bit soon.
I feel homesick.
WHY?
Well this may sound weird but it only just dawned on me that I don't know when I am leaving this place. Normally if I am away from home, I at least know or have an idea of how long my intended stay will be, so I usually just keep that in mind and I am alright in the interim because I know that I just need to suck it up and enjoy where I am until the time comes for me to go back home. I know they say that a posting is normally three years, but the fact is, it can be shorter than that or it can be longer than that. Really and truly I am here until these people say I can go home. And that is what is bothering me - I have no departure date.
So I've been feeling a little bummy, I have not even felt like blogging in a while. I am at a point now where I don't want to hear another word of Spanish or see another plate of black beans. I just want to be home. I miss the look on my nephew's face when I go visit for the weekend. I miss roaming all over Port of Spain in the City Service Shuttle. I miss putting on my rubber flip-flops, strolling down the road from Belmont and going shopping on Charlotte Street on Saturday mornings. I miss going to the movies with my brother in law and going from one movie into the next until our eyes get tired. I miss driving to Gulf City just to buy ice-cream. I want a wing special from Royal Castle, with lots of ketchup and pepper. I want to watch HGTV for 4 hours straight. I want a bag of Cheetos and an Apple J. I just want to be home.
I haven't even been here that long, so I have lots more time to go. . . Hopefully this is just a phase that will wear off a bit soon.
