Homesick

We knew this was coming. There's no place like home

It looks like the idea of being away from Mom and Dad for so long has been realized and there have been tears.

Photo by Dillon Kydd on Unsplash

These tears mostly happen at night so we’re not sure if they’re just tired tears as we get this at home too. If you recall there’s some bedtime tears about missing her friend Diamond as well.

I’ve been told that she’s fine in the a.m and is happy to be with Abuela. Today they went over to her Aunt’s and from the photos I saw of her, she was eating very well and living her best life so who knows.

But, it’s been a week and that’s when the homesick seems to happen - the novelty wears off a bit and home starts to look real good again when you’re away, regardless of age.

AI created this. It kind of looks like her. I think.

I’m told she even misses the dog, and if you have met my dog there’s not much to miss. Sure, the dog is sweet and as illustrated the other day just wants to be a lap dog but this dog will not win awards for being smart, that’s for sure.

It’s not like we left her with some long lost relative we only see once every few years. We talk on the phone to Abuela every day and she’s been in the child’s life since Day 1 so it’s not like she’s around strangers.

At one point, she was going to come home tomorrow, but cooler heads have prevailed and she’s there for one more day at least - tomorrow she goes to the zoo, which is perfect because that’s the one field trip she missed from camp.

I’m a homebody too (BW would argue too much at times) so I get it. There’s something about having your own bed and being around your stuff and the familiar sights and sounds of home.

Like they say

Heck, after a while even the dog starts to look good.

Hang in there, little one. Our hearts haven’t forgotten about you.

We miss you too.

Until Next Time,

TH and Co.