Homesickness

Yesterday, I went down to Milwaukee with my mom to pick up my little sister from a weekend retreat at the Schoenstatt retreat center in Waukesha. As we got into the city, I began to feel like I was coming home again. You see, I was born and raised in Milwaukee/Waukesha area and I did not move up to Green Bay till I was seventeen. I always get really homesick whenever I go back down there and this time was no exception. When we got to the center, a flood of memories hit me. I spent a good portion of my life at the center going to retreats and summer camps and also for the homeschooler's monthly get-together. I did not want to leave. I even saw some of my closest friends whom I had grown up with there, but only got to talk to them for a short while. I really miss spending time with them. I even asked my mom if we could stay down there for the rest of the day. But my mom, practical as ever, said she had to get home, make supper, feed the chickens, etc and that maybe some other time. I just really miss the whole familiarity of those places. It's not that I dislike Green Bay, I just feel like I'm in exile here sometimes because Milwaukee/Waukesha will always be my home no matter where I live or go. My friends and I are going to get together soon and it's a good thing that it only takes two hours to get there but I still feel homesickness sometimes. I even thought about moving back down there sometime but I don't know if that is what God wants. I just want to go home.......