I am homesick.  I don’t want to live where I do.  I want to be back in my home town.  I hate where we are- I love my house.  I love my neighbors.  I love my church.  But I am so homesick to be back in our home town.  When we visit I don’t want to leave.  My house just doesn’t feel like home.  It’s just not in the right place.  George and I both work from home, why don’t we just pick up and move?  Neither of is want to be here.  And life goes by too fast to feel so homesick and sad everyday.