homesick

I'm trying so hard to see the bright side.

I have an amazing job.  I have made amazing friends.  I'm not in school and am finally having the chance to read things I want to read.

But if I'm completely honest, it is a constant battle with loneliness, a constant process of reminding myself why I am here, of the blessing that my job is.  When I'm on the island, time flies.  I love it there, and have such a good time.  I wish I could work all the time.  Then there wouldn't be time to think about what I lost when I drove east across the Cascades the second week in June of 2012...