As much as I miss my family, I realized tonight that it is really hard to come home. When I am at school I tend to forget, and my memories of him fade. When that happens it becomes a little less frustrating. But when I come back, everything comes back; every conversation, every feeling of impatience and frustration, every everything. Change the name in the song, and you almost have a perfect picture of what goes on…….minus a few details.
I really need to learn how to get over him. But its hard when I know that God has told me that he is the one. Which makes me feel silly and doubt myself. Goodness.
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