I often get texts and messages mentioning how amazing it must be to live in Miami and how wonderful my life appears. True: the appearance is an accurate representation of my life. Everything I post is real and beautiful. I have many blessings, but after all, no one has a perfect life. Of course, there is always a behind the scenes. Even though my palm tree picture may look gorgeous, it doesn't mean that day was nearly close to being one of the best days of my life. Quite frankly, it may have been closer to the worst day.
Sometimes, I get pretty lonely being in Miami Beach. When I think about all my family and friends in NY, NJ and elsewhere, it can be tough. When I want to see my sisters or parents, not just talk over the phone, it really bums me out. Especially, when things aren't going quite so great and I need a hug or a shoulder to cry on. When things aren't going so hot for my loved ones, I want to be the shoulder to cry on. The simple every day things or weekly things that I often never thought twice about, have now left a vacancy in my life that is evident now that they are gone. Man, I even just really miss going to Wednesday Wing Night at our favorite NYC bar with our double date besties. I hate feeling left out of parties and other life events that Zach and I just can't make it to, either because it's tough getting a dog watcher or it's too last minute to hop on a plane. It can get expensive going back and forth a lot.
However, I will say, that if you ever do leave your hometown, count on lots of visitors if you move to a sunny beach town, like Miami. That is the bonus in all of this. We may not make it back to the city or Jersey as often as we would like, but we have had lots of visitors since we moved last April. It keeps us busy on the weekends and keeps me happy enough to not want to move back to NY, just yet ;) We enjoy exploring with family and friends when they come to visit us, or stop through town on business and other trips. This past week alone, we have had multiple visitors. It means the world to me that so many people have kept us company and taken the trip down, just to spend time with us in our new home.
Though, come Thursday, when the last visitor leaves and my only bestie that lives in Miami will head out of town to visit her family back in California, I can't help, but know I will likely have a pang of loneliness again, because I have the homesick bug. Who can relate, any tips to help? xo RCN