Wow. I saw my mom for two days last September. Before that it had been about a year and a half. Haven’t seen Dad since July 2000. Nothing against them, but I’ve got my life and they’ve got theirs.
Heck, last September when I saw Mom, it was at my brother’s wedding; while there I saw a sister I hadn’t seen in SIX YEARS. No big deal; she and I have absolutely nothing in common.
Humm - I’m really close with my family - we talk about twice a week on the phone, but it will be really nice to see mom in person. Dad will have to wait until I get out there in August - after he retired he decided he needed something to keep him busy so he got a job driving a school bus - he really likes it, but now he’s not retired anymore.
My mom is possibly going to come visit me sometime around the same time as you’ll see yours…is that a coherent sentence…? Anyways, I can’t wait! And we’re moving into a new apartment in exactly one week, and if all goes well, I should have a job I like…things are looking pretty good, even though I miss home SO much!