Missing the Parents

This past week has been pretty interesting.

On Tuesday afternoon, my sister came down to visit. She’ll be here for six weeks, owing to the fact that she’s here from India.

I had a lot more to say but right now all I can feel is that I really miss my parents. I think I talked about this a few weeks ago when I first got my visa. I was happy to get the visa but also sad about not seeing being able to spend much time with them while working in India.

When I tell people that I see my parents once a year for a few weeks, they always gasp because it sounds like so little time. Usually I don’t think about that. But right now I’m really feeling it. I haven’t lived with them since I was 18 and owing to the distance and cost, I can’t really see them more often than once a year. We’re emotionally closer than we’ve ever been, in terms of the fact that we each think the other rocks.

I wonder if I’m just romanticizing it all. Comes with being far away I guess.