Home Sick

Gosh...I miss my family in Paris so much. It's been weeks now that I have return from my "dream" trip to Paris and I can't get them out of my mind. I am constantly thinking about my cousins and the wonderful time we had with each other...in such a short period of time.
At first I was trying to forget rather than to remember cuz I was getting so depressed thinking about them all the time. Depressed in a good way of course. Nothing bad. It's like crying happy tears.
And now apparently I'm mean for trying to forget. But it's obvious that I can't forget about them, so I figure why even bother. Just let it be. And now I'm all depressed again thinking about them.
I just love how they are so free and happy all the time. Sure...they might talk about the weirdest things, but at least they are comfortable in their own skin. I think that's what really made me fall for them. Just being comfortable in your own skin. I love that quality.
Well...sigh...
Even though I only got to spend 3 days with them...I felt right at home with them. Now that I'm back in the states...I'm feeling so home sick. Like I've left them to go work out of the country.
I can't wait for the day I return. I want to give them all a big huge hug!