Homesickness and Bedwetting

At camp we used to have an orientation session for the counselors that would be working with the youngest campers. We called it "homesickness and bedwetting." Don't worry, I'm not wetting the bed. Not yet, at least.

I've been homesick for the last few days. Today someone asked me how I was and I responded, "lifesick- i miss the life I used to have." Not to be too introspective on a public site, but I've been thinking- a lot- about home and life- my life in the states and my various homes throughout my life and now my new life and home here in Jerusalem.

Andrew: You know that point in your life when you realize that
the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of the sudden
even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home
is gone.

Sam: I still feel at home in my
house.

Andrew: You'll see when you move out it
just sort of happens one day and it's just gone. And you can never get it back.
It's like you get homesick for a place that doesn't exist. I mean it's like this
rite of passage, you know. You won't have this feeling again until you create a
new idea of home for yourself, you know, for you kids, for the family you start,
it's like a cycle or something. I miss the idea of it. Maybe that's all
family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place.

-Garden State.

Thats where I'm at right now. Missing home, but constantly learning new things about my new home. Missing my family and friends all over the world, but feeling so lucky to have people that I can call family here.

My life is calling- I need to go answer. Love to all who are reading...