Heavy Things

So life has been a  bit heavy for Graham and myself at the moment.


I am not normally a complainer.. I hate being a complainer and burdening people with my problems... I only have a handful of friends I burden them on.. and for the most part I just really like to support my friends and listen to them complain.. Is there something wrong with that??


Graham is pretty tired and worn out at the moment with school. Doing a medical degree is intense, most days he gets up before 7am and is at the hospital until 5pm and then studies at home until 9pm (when I start to yell at him to come out of his office already). But all his hard work pays off and he is a great student and an even better student doctor. If I was ever in the hospital with some unknown illness I would want Graham as my doctor.. he would figure it out.


I was recently told I better hurry up and have babies or I won't be having any.... I was also told that I might have problems having them on my own.. So next month I am having a surgery to work out what I am going to do. Thank goodness I live in Australia where my medical treatments are paid for by the government (if you like the sound of that America, start voting for a national health care system).


I also recently lost my Grandma.. She had a long and amazing life, and its been a real honor to have her as my Grandma.. She always made me feel loved and special. We had a lot in common where it counts. My family traveled to Connecticut for the funeral and I was unable to go to America to grieve with them. Luckily I have some of my Grandmother's family in Perth, her Sister in Law and Niece, so I did spend time with them. But it has been hard being way out here when all I wanted to do was go home...


My homesickness is pretty bad at the moment. I go through 3 month cycles of being homesick, then being okay.. then being homesick again. At the moment the homesickness is pretty bad.. about as bad as I had it when I first moved to Australia. I just want to go home and sleep on my Mom's couch and look out the big picture window and stare at the big cotton wood tree across the street. I want to sit on the back porch, I want to lay in the summer grass with Jack my parents dog. I want to listen to my Dad talk to his friends on the ham radio. I want to hide in the basement during a summer storm. I want to laugh with my American friends, drink bad American beer, and eat my Mom's cooking.  I want to go to the fair and look at gigantic pigs, eat a turkey leg and ride on a tractor pulled train. I want to buy a gigantic fountain coke from the gas station with about a ton of crushed ice in it and then drink it all in under an hour and not feel sick or guilty about it cause I'm an American.... I want to go to a "gas station" and not a petrol station.. I want to go for a run past corn fields and soy beans... I want to raft the Boise River with my girlfriends, paint our nails, and talk for hours about nothing and everything and take silly pictures.. I guess sometimes you just want to go home.


To put it mildly... Life is a bit HEAVY for us both... We could really use a vacation and time together... We have not had a vacation together (alone) in over two years.. So I am ready for this year to end and for us to start all over again.


Now.. I hope you don't feel burdened after reading this cause thats the last thing I wanted, or do I want you to feel bad for me.. I just needed to get some things off my chest.
Hugs and Kisses from way over here.....