Missing home
So it really starts to hit you how far away from home you are when you receive bad news. I talk to my mom via webcam on my computer and she told me that my Dad has to have surgery because he did something to his rotator cuff. Now I am really bad at anatomy and science and stuff like that but it doesn’t sound like the most routine injury in the world. While I know that my Dad is a strong guy and can pretty much make it through anything I can’t help but worry (it’s my job as his daughter). To top it off I missed my brother getting ready for his first high school homecoming which was a little sad because I have been there for stuff like that and this is the first time I am missing it. On days like that it is hard to be here… so far away from everything. You realize that life goes on even though you are not there and all you can do is think about the fact that it won’t be long until you are there again and know that there will be plenty more things to look forward to. You also need to tell yourself that you are doing something not a lot of other people get to do… you are not only seeing the world but you are EXPERIENCING the world and that is something that is incomparable and can’t be traded for anything.