This time of year always makes me extremely homesick. I miss fall in Indiana. I miss the abundant red and orange and yellow leaves. They’re few and far between here in our corner Nebraska, and I miss them.
This fall is worse than usual. My parents are moving right now. Have I told you that? They sold the house they built when I was in junior high and are moving to a new town and a new house and a new everything. I want to be there to help them. But I’m not.
And their church closed this past weekend. The church I grew up in and go home to. I so wanted to be there for that last service yesterday. But I wasn’t.
All this has been in the works for a while, but now it’s happened. And it’s hitting me that I missed it all.
And I hate that.
So today I’m feeling melancholy in spite of the sunny, clear, blue sky day we’re having here. I just want to be THERE. 😦 Sigh. Oh, to not live 700 miles (well, 730 miles now because of the recent move) from home.