Apparently, I’ve been homesick for over 10 years. I often speak wistfully of my hometown as the place where I would like to live out my golden years, and someday my ashes will be placed alongside “my people” in the small family plot. My husband and I made a home together about 50 miles away, but it might as well be clear across the country. The two communities are geographically, economically, and socially different. I’ve often heard the saying, “You can’t go back”, but I’ve found the opposite is true in my case. I moved back to my hometown this summer, and I am much more at peace now. Unfortunately, this isn’t setting well with my husband. How has homesickness affected your life, relationships, health? How did you deal with it?
You don’t mention how old you are, but that is not necessary.
Generally, people start to get nostalgic about “home” the older they get.
Some return and thing seem the same.
Others go back and realize all of the things they remember are “different” or gone.
However, my mother - before she died - mentioned a place we went to many years as a family with dad and my two brothers when we were kids. I said, "You and dad should drive over there sometime and see it again! It’s not all that far.’
There was a pause on the phone and she said, “No. It wouldn’t be the same now without you kids. Thinking about it makes me smile, but going there would make me cry.”
For some people, going back home brings back warm memories.
For others, it simply holds ghosts of times long gone.
I think you have to consider your husband’s feelings in this…what makes you happy might cause him to be unhappy. He must love you a lot to have to be surrounded by so many “ghosts” of times past.