I left my job, and my life, to come "home" with the hope that I'd be surrounded in friends and family that I hadn't seen in so long. 90% of the time, I'm sitting alone in my living room - visiting my friends on FACEBOOK. I hate social media. I want someone to go to Sonic with me for a slush, or to the movies, or out to lunch.
I miss my Emily. I miss our 2 hour lunches and shopping at Babies 'R' Us or Target. I miss Keri and Heather. I miss Rachel and Debbie and Amy. I miss my husband, who now has to work up to and over 60 hours a week to keep our family going. I miss working. (I do NOT miss the military.)
I have friends on Facebook who live near here, who always wished they could have visited Germany but couldn't because of time or money or both. I've had only 2 friends make the drive to my house here in San Angelo since we've lived here. "Friends." With every passing day, they turn into names on a list.
How ironic, that I feel more alone now - surrounded in "friends" and family right here in Texas... than I did during the 6 years I lived in Europe.

Don't know what to say Jen, wished I could call you to plan a visit next weekend! Miss you, Nico and the girls. I AM happy with Facebook, so I can still see Victoria being a fashion model, see Ava becoming a sporthero and of course see how beautiful Stevie becomes. I do understand you, and I do hope people who ARE so lucky to live not that far away will do what I wanted to do as I read your post.
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