Well, Thanksgiving is tomorrow and I can't wait to pig out. I'm excited to see Irwin's newphews, they're the most awesome little boys I know. I hope my kids turn out just like them.. (at least at that age).
And yet, I have this feeling of melancholy.. leaning more towards sadness and a bit of guilt. I haven't spent Thanksgiving with my family in a while. It's always so hard to go home because plane tickets are so expensive.. and I didn't have a car to drive home. And now I have a car, but I have to work.. and I felt sad yesterday when I told my mom what I was doing for Thanksgiving.
I'm so needy. I remember being scared of losing sight of my mom when I was a child. I used to hate going to the mall especially with my brother, because he had no qualms at all about just running around hiding in the clothing racks, while I on the other hand refused to leave my mother's side. So just as we're about to leave, my mom tells me to go looking for my brother.. and then while I go looking for my brother, the whole time I'm panicking thinking I won't find my mom again. What can I say, I guess I was/am an insecure child. If I were a boy, I'd be a momma's boy for sure.
anyway, I feel bad because while I'm having fun eating great food with Irwin and his family, my parents and my brother are just gonna go to some restaurant. It makes me tear up just thinking about it. I can't wait to go home for Xmas and spend time with them.
so until then, i'm just gonna continue to be excited about what I'm getting my family for Christmas: