I talked to both of my children this morning. Jesse was cleaning the house (you go girl!) and Bo was watching my Grand babies. GBN1 informed me that "Sophie was crying because she missed Booboo so much!" Then she put the phone near GBN2, a button got pushed, and she said, "Are you still there - Oh no, Sophie pushed a button!" Bo took the phone away from them at that point. Well I miss them too. It will be good to get home and back to the regular routine. But I am doing pretty good. With one week to go, I am still enjoying myself. This morning we found an awesome place that serves normal breakfast. It was yummy, and Toby and I were little pigs.
Several years ago when we were in Italy, I did not do so well. About three weeks into our stay, I got this overwhelming feeling of loneliness. I can't really explain it, and it is not like me to feel that way. Maybe it was because I did not have the internet to communicate with friends and loved ones. Maybe it was because my dad had been diagnosed with cancer and was at MD Anderson while I was in Italy, and I was worried about him. Maybe it was because there were very few people around me that spoke English. Normal conversation was nil. I just know that I had this feeling of deep sadness and felt like I could break down. It was not long lasting. I had Jesse and Toby and Italy to make me happy. Then Bo came over to stay the last week with us and that was a real joy.
I don't think I have ever felt that way before or since. In a way, I am glad that I experienced that deep loneliness, because it enabled me to know what other must go through when they are far from home and loved ones without an easy way to communicate with family - like our military folks. It makes me want to help - to try to bring joy and take away the sadness if I am able. I don't know that I do much, but I kow that letters and communication is good.