This Country Is Too Damned Big…

Life returned to normal today.  My alarm went off at 6:30 and I sleepily showered, had breakfast, packed a lunch, forgot my classroom keys.  Just an average morning in a lifetime of average mornings.  (Don’t get me wrong – I love the average, it’s the backbone of our lives and should be reveled in).

But it always surprises me how quickly that switch can flick.

Yesterday I was hanging out with my family, lazy on our final day together (though, if I’m honest, we were lazy most days this Christmas break).  We were fighting over space on the couch, eating too much yummy food, debating who should get up and refill everyone’s glass.

Today I’m back to my little apartment and job and life.  It’s bittersweet.

I left my parents late last night and bid goodbye to my sister for the next 6 months.  I try to be cool whenever we say goodbye for these long stretches but the truth is that I’m always choked up and just a little bit teary.

I seriously hate that she lives so far away!

It seems like people in my life are always heading to the other side of this massive country.  My sister has this amazing life back East and I’m so happy for her.  But I wish that it wasn’t a 5+ hour (and bloody expensive!) flight.  A 5 hour drive?  Now that I could do.  Frequently.


The important thing is that we speak often, see each other as much as possible, and have a great time when we’re together.  Our visits are always designed to pack as much in a possible.

But.  Couldn’t we just cut out a couple of those pesky middle provinces so that she was a little bit closer and I could occasionally show up unannounced?  😉

So I’m laying here tonight, in my owl pj’s and asthma coughing the night away (sexy, eh?), wishing that Christmas had lasted just a little bit longer.  But more just wishing that I could fly back East a few times a year.

Most of all I’m hoping that my sister and brother in law have a wonderful honeymoon in Central America.

Miss you guys already!!!


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