Saw this picture on my friend Casey's blog. I can't explain it, but it gave me some very strange shivers over most of my body. She is home in Texas. She is shopping at Target and eating at Chik-Fil-A. Are there really this many choices for cleaning supplies? I've only been gone six months but when your grocery store only has eight aisles TOTAL, can I forget that quickly how it used to be?
I have been told that the six month mark can be the hardest in an overseas move. I think I am there. Just missing so much and yet not missing it all rolled into one. I don't want JB to deploy. We like the family time we get here. But yet I miss America. I miss the familiarity of the world I am used to. I am sure some of it is hormones. Some of it is realizing I won't be able to get to the USA for probably well over another year. Originally we were hoping to get home this spring but with the newcomer's arrival in July, everything has changed. For the better of course. But just different from our original plan.
Everyone asks what they can send me here. I have everything I need. What I miss is America. Does that make sense?