Don't get me wrong. I LOVE Boston. I love where we live. I love the experiences we're having. I love the people we've met and spend our time with. I love the sailboats on the river. I love the old, historic buildings surrounded by skyscrapers. I love the convenience of being able to walk anywhere. I even love the sometimes delayed, sometimes crowded, sometimes smelly, sometimes puke on the floor, sometimes sketchy public transportation. But I don't love any of this as much as I love Home. And by Home I mean Kentucky.
Besides my family and Chuckie's family of course, as those are a given and are obviously top of the list of things/people I miss most, here are some other things I've been missing lately.
These people.
Love this picture- stolen from my sis. Also, a couple people are not pictured but they know who they are. |
This place.
Driving past things like this frequently.
This place.
Opportunities to take pictures like this.
Hanging out with this girl.
And a lot of other things.
Like I said, don't get me wrong. I love it here and I do not regret our decision to move here one bit. And we are having a blast here. But some days are hard. Especially when I get a text from one of my parents telling me my whole family is meeting up for margaritas and mexican food and that they wish we were there. You guys. I LOVE margaritas. And my family. Those two things combined? The best!!!
But Boston has margaritas too and Chuckie is my family, so I need to embrace where we live and be happy with where we are and drink more margaritas with Chuckie. There. THAT is the solution to homesickness.
I leave you with this.
Where can I get a Glinda!?
Was I crying in that picture? Probably. Miss you too, lady :/
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