Homesick

Have you ever been home in your own house and yet felt homesick? Every once in a while I'll have a day when I feel an overwhelming sense of homesickness. Even though I've lived in Wyoming for over 2 1/2 years, there are days when I really miss my home in good old Murray, Utah. When Rob and I married, we bought the house that I had grown up in. We lived there for over 7 years before moving here. We had a lot of good times in that home. And sometimes I really miss it. I miss having my family living so close -- my mom, my in-laws, my brother and his family, my sister and her family and my sister-in-law all live in Murray. Two of my best friends, Angie & Kris live in Murray as well. So I guess you could say I miss the people and the place. In one week we'll be heading to Utah for Thanksgiving. And even though we'll be staying with my in-laws, it's just not the same. It's hard to stay with people (even family) because of all of Dalin's issues. I have a hard time relaxing because I'm always worried about him breaking something, flooding the bathroom, or drawing on the furniture, etc (all incidents listed have happened and more). I just wish that when we visit home (Murray) we could go home, back to our old house and that it would be just as it was before we moved. My kids tell me the same thing all the time. Almost every visit we take a trip to Utah we drive past our old house and reminisce. Some happy memories from our house in Murray:

• Rob’s and my first night in the house after we got married and Cameron (then 4 ½) kissing us goodnight. And then as he is about to shut the door to our bedroom telling us that he will leave the door open a crack so we can have “a little light to hug and kiss”.
• Bringing Brenner, Drew and Dalin each home from the hospital after they were born.
• Our big back yard where we loved to jump on the tramp, swing on the swing-set, gather pumpkins from our pumpkin patch and play in the snow.
• Our big tree in the front yard -- swinging on the long rope swing that hung from its branches, laying in its shade in the summer and playing in the huge pile of leaves it produced every autumn.
• Many wonderful memories of birthdays, Christmases and other holidays celebrated there.

Maybe someday we will leave our small WY town for a new home. And perhaps I will experience the same homesick feeling for this place. Many happy memories have been made in the few short years we have lived here as well. It's strange the places life takes you (I've lived in UT, ID, CA & WY). For now, I'm grateful that no matter where home is, I have the love of my husband, my children and especially my Father in Heaven.