Did you ever think you would be homesick for a place that is not technically home??
This past weekend I spent it in Edmonton. It was such a wonderful weekend. I have such wonderful friends. I miss them so much. It really hit me after watching Leora play just how much I missed all my friends. I sat during the recital fighting back tears thinking about all the wonderful times during the day that I had visiting with those whom I have not seen since I left Edmonton in June 2007. I have missed out on so much in their lives, and yet, we had wonderful visits, picked up exactly where we left off, and just enjoyed our time together.
I couldn't imagine calling a more wonderful group of people my friends. So wonderful. I am so blessed. I'm missing it so much. Maybe it's the companionship I have with people in Edmonton, maybe it's just the social life. Part of my has no clue what's keeping me from going back there, but part of me is just not ready to leave Bonnyville, my family, and my friends here. I feel as if I am homesick, and maybe that's what has kept me from going back as often. As I was walking up the walk way towards King's I felt this pit in my stomach, Like the kind of knot you get when you are not sure if things are gonna be as you expect them to be. But I walked in. And went immediately to the washroom... lucky for me, no one was in there so didn't have to deal with the awkward bathroom greeting. I went immediately to the library knowing that I wouldn't get to see the ladies in there if I didn't go now. but when I stepped foot in there the first person I saw was Bonita, and she smiled and waved for me to come into her office. IT was so nice to feel such a greeting. And as I continued down the hall it was wonderful to see all the familiar faces and the smiles as they saw me come in the door. I was so scared that things would be different even though I had no reason to think that.
Now being back in Bonnyville, I realize how wonderful it was to see everyone, and I'm left with the thoughts of going back to school, or maybe just edmonton, but I'm so not ready to make that step. Not ready to quit my job and start over again, Not ready to move quite yet, maybe someday... maybe never, but I can't shake this feeling that I have, these tears that make me really think about the wonderful wonderful place I call King's.
2 comments:
The best thing about King's is that it still feels like home, even when you haven't been there for a year.
It's something in the water, I think. Or the smell of the old carpets. ^_^
You're right about the people, but I get the feeling that King's is something that will still be there even when all the students and staff and faculty have moved on and new people have moved in. Somehow the place and the people are connected.
That's true Dan. Thanks for the insight!
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