This time of year I get homesick. Not to the point of depression, but I miss the leaves changing color. I miss crisp air putting color in my summer pale cheeks (I don’t do well in heat). I miss cold that bites into the lungs and makes you catch your breath. And yes, I miss snow.
Next week I’m going to drive up to Hebert’s and get our turducken, because I also miss the yummy New Orleans smells. And we’ll have a great Thanksgiving with those of our family and friends who can make it to our house.
But there will be this part of me (the kid part?) that wishes I was with my Wyoming family, too. There will be an almost Norman Rockwell long table with food and lots of fun chatting. Pie. I love pie.
I wonder if the homesick factor is why I sometimes have my characters hail from Wyoming, too? When I wrote Out of Time, I had my heroine live in a house very like my grandmother’s. I liked revisiting her house and remembering the warmth and love I felt when I walked through her door.
What about you? Is there something you are homesick for this month? Are you headed home for Thanksgiving? Or have a bunch of loved ones heading your way?
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Perilously, and still thankfully yours,