What Sustains Me

This past weekend I went on a fun trip with a girl friend.  Super fun.  And to my favorite place in the US- Asheville, N.C.  Yet, still, it was hard to leave home and here's why~

It's very hard to get out of this bed each day!

I get homesick for my family whenever I'm away.  It doesn't matter how much fun I'm having, at the end of the day, I would always choose to be home.

I've been this way ever since I was a kid.  I couldn't do over nights and slumber parties, because as night would fall, I'd get a feeling in the pit of my stomach missing home.  Back then, I mainly just missed Mom.  But now, Fermin, Lucy and Ricky have taken that place.  Wherever it is they are, that's where I want to be.  Home.

Whenever Fermin and I go out of town, I miss Lucy and Ricky.  I've got the best friends that are also the best neighbors.  They take great care of our dogs when we are away, and they understand my longings. They send me photos and videos each day so I can see Lucy and Ricky are doing just fine without me.  It's really not about worrying about them, it's about me missing them.

And that feeling is only doubled when I'm also away from Fermin.

For this trip, Fermin sent me pictures of the pooches each day---

I didn't want Fermin to feel left out, so I asked him to send me a picture of his handsome face too- and this is what I got:

Antonio Banderas, circa 1980s

Well, close enough...

It's true what's been said. There's no place like home.