Everyone knows the saying that absence makes the heart fonder, and I can say that when I’m away from my loved ones my heart triggers many emotions that otherwise are more subdued. When we finally reconnect of course the elation is overwhelming. That makes sense.
Every day this summer is packed with excitement as I prepare to leave for Italy; however there are some small pangs that remind me of the downside of this trip. I’m a family girl, always have been. I love my family, and since I moved out of my parent’s house almost 10 years ago I am often racked with homesickness. Moving to Ohio has put even more distance between us, but has also diminished the distance that existed previously with the other side of my family. So it has been a give and take. Plus, when I moved here I gained a whole new family through The Beau and they too have been absolutely fantastic to me.
But now I’m starting to realize the things I take advantage of. My mother and bonus father, and father and bonus mother are all a phone call away. I can be running errands, in the middle of a party, feeling blue, or anything really and I can pick up my phone and be instantly soothed and calmed. That won’t be the case in Italy, and as I think of that I get a little sad.
Then there’s The Beau. This summer has been so major for us both. He’s in major preparation for the next part of his career, and so am I. We’re both extremely engaged in our professional lives; meanwhile the clock is counting down before we’ll be an entire ocean apart. The pangs that remind me of this are sharp and frequent. When I cuddle up on the couch with him after a long day of work for me and studying for him, I realize we only have 6 weeks left of that. When I fall asleep with my feet in his lap, only 6 weeks left. I’ve been out of town so much this summer for both work and pleasure that it’s catching up to me that time is flying and next thing you know we’ll be waving goodbye at the airport. I honestly don’t like to think about it.
There’s a lot that I’m going to miss while abroad. College Football season, NFL (although that may not be much of a miss), Thanksgiving, etc. The list is really long. But I was cool with that because, HEY! I’M GOING TO BE IN ITALY!!! Yet what hurts regardless is that I’m going to miss doing all of those things WITH the ones I love. I’m sure I’ll have many restless nights (I’ll just drink more wine), and maybe a few tears will be shed during lonely moments (at least we’ll have Facetime!), but I’m sure I’ll work through it. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, so I refused to be an emo big baby over it. I just love my family. Always have always will, being apart never gets easier.
P.S. I will miss my friends too. Y’all know I love ya!