We just got back from spending the weekend in Ohio with my parents. We spent 3 days there. We had a nice bonfire and cookout on Saturday night, spent family time on Sunday and Monday. Julie and I visited our old church Sunday for server and was reminded what it is that kept us going there.
Every time we visit, it seems to go by too fast and more painful than the previous time to leave. We love living here in Florida. It was absolutely the right move for us, but we really miss our families and friends in Ohio. I know how hard it is for mom and dad too. I wish they could move down here. I wish that were an option. I’m glad my sister and her family are still up closer to them though, it’s a small consolation.
Anyway, just feeling the sads today. I had a great time over the weekend but I miss my family.