New post up at Love Without Training Wheels. Apparently, I am the only one...
Also, I apologise if I've seemed a little mopey recently, I just miss him!
When I was little, I used to get emotionally prepared as soon as my parents suggested something could happen. Months before my older sibling moved to college, I prepared myself to miss him. I worried about what would life be like without him living at home with us. I anguished over how I'd talk to him now that we wouldn't be forced to sit at the dinner table together. I cried myself to sleep at night. I missed him before I had a chance to miss him.
I've grown accustomed to missing things, as an expat it's kind of a way of life. I miss being able to call my best friend Anne any time I want. I miss going into any supermarket and buying black beans and corn tortillas. And for most of the things I miss, I know that missing them doesn't mean I that I want anything to change, I am not going to suddenly move home just because I honestly, like, for reals can not handle entering one more store asking for molasses and having the employees ask me if "molasses is like maple syrup." If you want to make me angry, first pretend that fake maple syrup is the actually real maple syrup. You know real maple syrup - the delicious substance that is made from tapping a maple tree and cooking down sap for 10 hours. And then to twist the knife in my heart try to tell me that fake maple syrup is a substitute for molasses.
And while we're talking about missing, I am already starting to miss my parents. They haven't even arrived yet. This is isn't to say that I'll not fully enjoy the weeks they are here. That I won't live in the moment and soak up all the Parental Unit time I can take before kissing them good bye at the airport. I hate that moment. My mom and I hug both of us pretending like it's not a big deal. Tears well up in our eyes and pretend we don't notice them. I hug my dad. We say our "see you soons" even though we don't know when "soon" is. And as soon as I am out of their sight, I sob.
This is to say that Inspector Climate has been on a business trip for the past week and a half and I miss him. I feel kind of silly writing it, it's only been a week and a half and there are those of you out there trying to figure out real long distance relationships. But I miss him. Remember the giant penguin he gave me for my birthday, I've been sleeping with it every night. I am a 25 year old who is sleeping with a stuffed animal. And I wish I had stolen a t-shirt of his, so that I could smell like him when I fall asleep.