I think I'm secretly homesick. Secretly?
I've been eating these noodles that I've grown up eating at home lately and I just got off the phone with Momma a bit teary-eyed. She's really sick right now and hearing her frail voice made me want to go home this instant. I don't know how I last this long without seeing my parents. I honestly think the only way I can not be constantly homesick is to not think about them all the time. I know, that sounds terrible, but if I do, I'll fall apart. So now, as I type, tears continue to trickle down my face because I realize I will be home soon, but not soon enough.
I hope you feel better Momma.
