move away from my family

I’ve done this a couple of times now. I’ve lived in Germany for over 6 years now, so unfortunately I don’t see my family that often. On the positive side, it makes you appreciate them that much more.

I’m a sea away from my family and I love it. In fact, I don’t like it much when they call… I feel so free, finally. I never wish they would be here. It’s been this way for 2 years, and not even when I was a newbie at it I felt bad, not even a bit. I guess it’s kinda lame to not have that someone to sentimentally reach to, but it’s been that way most my life…

Since I was very young, I knew I wanted to go out of state for college. I ended up in North Carolina, 1100 miles away from Houston, my home town.

I don’t regret it at all. I didn’t know a soul in the entire state, and I knew the experience would force me to be independent and strong. That said, it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I cried and cried and cried the first few weeks of my freshman year.

It’s still hard being far away, especially when someone in my family is sick and I know I can’t do a damn thing about it from all the way over here. Also I don’t keep in touch with everyone as much as I should. But if I had it to do all over again, I would.

But moving away is kind of sad. They live in Seattle, but for my career (and DH’s) we pretty much have to live in L.A. I feel fortunate, at least, that we can afford to visit every once in awhile, and that one of my brothers is going to college in the L.A. area…for now.

I live 2 hours away. The farthest away I have lived from them though is in Germany. I lived there for almost a year. It was a great time.