Some of you guys might not know, but Sam has been in the UK for the last two weeks.
We both had time off for holidays. We saw some really cheap flights home and Sam couldn't resist. I didn't go. I think it is still too soon for me to go home for a visit. We have been here almost 2 years now, in Oz. I have spoken to a few ex-pats who have left it much longer before going home.
Home sickness is a big thing, and I have heard stories of people going home, deciding to move back and then realising they have made a mistake, not giving their emigrating to a new country a real chance, and then thinking they should have remained in their new country after all. I wouldn't want to make a mistake like that. And I don't trust myself to go back home yet, as I'm too sentimental / emotional.
Sam is a much more grounded person than I am. In fact, as I sit here typing away, he is on a plane on his way back. It's lovely he has got to see family and friends. We actually managed to keep it a secret from the folks back home, so Sam managed to give them all a lovely big surprise when he appeared on the doorstep.
I'll be asking questions for weeks about who he saw and what they said and what they have been up to and who is pregnant and who is getting married and...etc etc.
Of course I have spoken to him on the phone and heard some of the highlights, but I can't wait to hear all his stories. Our phone bill probably costs more than his flights did.
But I am relieved he is coming home now. We have never spent this amount of time apart before, in almost 12 years. For work, Sam had been away for about 4 or 5 days, I think. And I had spent a night or 2 away with work too. But almost 2 weeks is a record, and one I don't want to repeat or try to break.
I have missed him.
All I can think of is a line which I heard once, which may or may not be from a movie, along the lines of, and so I'm paraphrasing, "... when he isn't there, in my life, all the colour goes out of the world...", that's how I feel. Everything is in shades of grey.
He'll be back tomorrow. I have cleaned the house, bought various groceries to make a nice meal, and know I will be too excited tonight to sleep.
I heard this song the other day, and it took me a few days to find out who sang it. When I heard it I felt like it was written for us. Have a listen and see what you think. I leave you with Jet Lag, by Simple Plan and Natasha Bedingfield.
Monday, 16 May 2011
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4 comments:
I know you've had a happy reunion! The longest the Evil Twin and I have been apart is 9 days. I was sick with a respiratory infection, a kid in school and an 11 month old. It stunk and I don't want to do it again!
That sounds awful!
But that's Sam back,safe and sound on Aussie Land.
Phew! xx
i know that feeling, sugar! my husband's work takes him away for long periods of time, but even after all these years, i miss him more each time he's away. xoxoxo
I suppose it does make the heart grow fonder, but I don'y know how you manage Savannah, with him going away regularly. Not much fun, xx.
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