Not that I could really know what that feels like having never been a junkie, but I've seen them in movies and read about them, so I have some idea.
I went home for my family reunion this past weekend and have been going through some serious withdrawal since returning to Austin. I haven't been crazy about talking to friends, or checking my email or updating my blog, or reading other blogs. I've been a little foggy-brain.ded at work. Just been a little blue. Serious withdrawal.
My husband's my only family here. I have sister-friend-family close by too, and that's great--but a WORLD of difference from my folks. My Folks. There was so much love there this weekend. I could hug my twin whenever I wanted and kiss my mom and aunt and little cousins whenever I wanted and give my sister love when I wanted--and trust me, there's lots of kissing and hugging in my family...we love to show the love.
Plus it never gets old hearing My Folks calling me "Quel" or "Quel-Quel". The people who really know me, and who really love me call me Quel. Hearing that will never get old.
I'm homesick. Even after 5 years of being away. I digress.
My next post will be a tiny recap of my very cool weekend...with pictures!
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