Back from vacation, feeling the blues

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Hello all,
I am back from a nice, long 10 day stay with my family in my home state. Leaving to come back to Minnesota is always hard, because I love where I come from. I adore it. This time it was particularly hard, as I got to spend time with a brother who I haven’t seen in 4 years. We’ve always been close, so a 4 year stretch was long to say the least. I am thankful for my family and for my home, and I often go through these sorts of feelings but I am finding them to be a little suffocating at this time. I feel like I don’t belong where we are. I am so at home up north, out of the cities, out of the bustle, back in the woods and back on the shores of Lake Superior. It is so engrained in my heart that I can’t really put words to it. But, this is my home with my husband and my daughter. I wish we could move back. I wish I could raise my little girl on the beaches and watching the bears instead of in the back yard and watching for traffic. After leaving this visit to come back, my heart ached with that hot pain like I was moving away all over again. I haven’t felt that for a few years. It’s overwhelming. My husband and I have talked about moving, but there is little to no employment in Michigan’s wonderful Upper Peninsula.

:crying: I hate to admit that I’m crying over something so silly as a location, but I’m serious! This is hitting me really hard this time! 😊 Maybe some prayers could help me.
 
I think we all have or need something like Yeats’ Lake Isle of Innisfree. It sounds like you have yours!

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
 
Rejoice_Always said:
I think we all have or need something like Yeats’ Lake Isle of Innisfree. It sounds like you have yours!

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
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My, what a perfect verse that is!! Apropos indeed.

OP, you’re homesick. Of course that deserves tears! I hope you get back to that area some day. It obviously means more to you than “just” a location.

:console:
 
Ophelia23 said:
Hello all,
I am back from a nice, long 10 day stay with my family in my home state. Leaving to come back to Minnesota is always hard, because I love where I come from. I adore it. This time it was particularly hard, as I got to spend time with a brother who I haven’t seen in 4 years. We’ve always been close, so a 4 year stretch was long to say the least. I am thankful for my family and for my home, and I often go through these sorts of feelings but I am finding them to be a little suffocating at this time. I feel like I don’t belong where we are. I am so at home up north, out of the cities, out of the bustle, back in the woods and back on the shores of Lake Superior. It is so engrained in my heart that I can’t really put words to it. But, this is my home with my husband and my daughter. I wish we could move back. I wish I could raise my little girl on the beaches and watching the bears instead of in the back yard and watching for traffic. After leaving this visit to come back, my heart ached with that hot pain like I was moving away all over again. I haven’t felt that for a few years. It’s overwhelming. My husband and I have talked about moving, but there is little to no employment in Michigan’s wonderful Upper Peninsula.

:crying: I hate to admit that I’m crying over something so silly as a location, but I’m serious! This is hitting me really hard this time! 😊 Maybe some prayers could help me.
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I think God wants you to pray to him, so ask for Marys intercession, pray the memorare,
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Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary, that never was it known that anyone who fled to thy protection, implored thy help, or sought thine intercession was left unaided.

Inspired by this confidence, I fly unto thee, O Virgin of virgins, my mother; to thee do I come, before thee I stand, sinful and sorrowful. O Mother of the Word Incarnate, despise not my petitions, but in thy mercy hear and answer me.

Amen.

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Remembering you in my daily prayers. I feel the same way when we get back from visiting my husband’s family in the Netherlands, and I’m not even from there.

God bless! :console:
 
Thanks everyone. I’m feeling a bit better today, although I was disappointed to find my car had been broken into and my camera was stolen. I never keep it in the car! I forgot it there, and now it–along with all of the pictures of our vacation–is gone. At least they are just pictures and I still have the people. 🙂

And Rejoice Always, thank you so much for the verse. I have printed it and put it at my desk. It is the most perfect poem that I could ever imagine.
 
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