Longing

Ever since the night of Thanksgiving in 2010 I have had a longing to go back home.Seeing my grandmother stand on the porch balling her eyes out and my grandfather's blank, but sad face threw the screen door. When we finished our trip I've had the longing to knock on their door, watch a movie together and have a pistasheo fluff made by my grandma. I miss the every time hug when opening their door to their chilly home and the purring beasts inside.

Thoughts

Why I do not know, but it seems like somthing not human that I touch dies. In the past 6 months are to family friends with big attachments to each of us died. We moved a year a half ago from home and it's difficult. The only thing so far that seems like it's gone right is my best friend. A friendship that hopefully will last forever.