Just A Home Body.

My mom left today. Back to Arizona and the lovely sunshine, and I feel now more than ever like Ireland is so quickly approaching. With her gone, the sense of security I felt has dissipated and I am left a mess looking at Michael with sad eyes and telling him I want him to come with me, even though I know he can't. I guess I'm just a home body. I mean, I've always known that, but damn does it become apparent when my whole world is about to shift it's self around. I'm thankful that I'll be traveling with one of my very good friends and I know by now he's aware of my particular type of crazy. That will prove invaluable, I'm sure. Anyways, enough of my freaking out...