homesick

Every Monday Heather sends out this newletter to members of Mountainview called Mountainview Moments. Each week I open up my email to find a newsletter. I love that I can be so far away yet still be part of the church family by knowing what is going on and how I can be praying.

Today, Mountainview Moments became the hardest email I have had to read in a long time. Maybe it's because I failed to keep myself busy today and was, thus, left with nothing but my boredom and irrational thought. Maybe it was because this morning I talked on the phone with Heather, Meg, and Nic and never appreciated the sounds of their voices more . Maybe it is because while instant messaging with Troy I knew he had to soon get ready to take the car to the train station and go into the city for Community Group and I wanted to join him. Maybe it is because when I came home today I walked into my kitchen to find a huge mess and I could not help but remember the hours Troy and I spent laughing in the kitchen one morning while we made our commercial for jam-off... the jam that doubles as a household cleaner. Maybe it's because I watched Spanglish tonight and spent the whole movie thinking about Troy and Heather and our movie list, missing the subtitles Heather always put on for lil' ol' deaf Monaca. Maybe it's because yesterday I heard my brother call his fiance "hon" and it reminded me of when Heather would call out to Troy "hey, hon?" and I would think she was calling out "hey, mon?" and answer her. Maybe its because I had a conversation with a friend today that left me feeling underestimated and misunderstood and I yearned for my friends in Spain (Heather, Troy, Teresa, Ana) who actually usually understood, despite how random or odd I may have been. Maybe it is because Andrea was talking to me about going swiming with her boys and I remembered trying to help teach Meg to swim and Nic always wanting to be in the pool. Maybe it is because I took a nap this afternoon and had a weird nightmare and wanted no one else but Heather to be right by my side to pray for me.

Whatever the reason, I was feeling really homesick for Spain today. When it came time to check my email, seeing Mountainview Moments in my subject line was the last thing I needed tonight at 1:30am. But, nonetheless, I read it. And it was good. It reminded me of what I miss and what I loved and reminded me how blessed I am to have been a part of that church and part of the Cady family, if even for only seven weeks.