My mom, my friend

My mom and I had a busy week when we first arrived in Hawaii, it was packed full of moving and shopping and errands and everything and anything you could possibly think of and I couldn't have asked for someone better to have done it with. I hear a lot of girls say that their mom's are their best friends, but few truly mean it. After spending the last 15 months at home, I can honestly say that my mom really is my best friend. During my time at home, I did pretty much everything with her and I think that is why it was so hard when she left yesterday. I have always had a really hard time when my parents left me somewhere, at college and whatnot, I would bawl my eyes out as soon as they left or before they left and would ask them to take me home with them. I am a homebody at heart. I can't say that this time was any different. However, after becoming closer with my mom in the past year and a half, I almost think this goodbye was harder. As soon as the day she was scheduled to leave was in sight, I began to get down and homesick. I cried before we left for the airport, I cried at the airport, I cried on my way home from the airport. It has been a hard couple of days and I have been trying to keep myself busy until Hubby comes home. Before I moved home, I had been away for so long that I had forgotten how wonderful it is to have a real relationship with my family and friends and not just a long distance relationship. I had wanted to move to Charleston, SC after Hubby got out of the Army, but having lived at home for the past 15 months, I realized what's most important. One of my good friend's, Stacy, said it best, 'what good is a big house if you have no family or friends to fill it.' Well, that is exactly it. Hubby and I could live in South Carolina and have a very nice, very larger house, but neither of us have family there and neither of us have friends there anymore. To me, family and friends are just so much more important than a warm climate or a cheap housing market. At the end of the day, I want my family to be a part of my life, not just on the phone. I want my kids to know Grammy and Papa as so much more than 'those two people' they have to go visit a few times a year. Point being, in my time at home, I think my priorities have changed. After becoming so close to not just my mom, but my dad as well and not to mention my friends, I just cannot imagine living anywhere else.

That being said, Hubby is coming home tomorrow night. I am excited, but really nervous. We have never spent any substantial amount of time together, and when we had, there is always an end in sight. I guess I am just nervous about starting my married life. I can't wait, but I do have some obvious nerves. Tomorrow will be an amazing night and I just cannot wait for it!