Feb 08, 2005 17:57
I called my parents at roughly 1130 PM GST +8:00 (Taiwan time), and I hadn't realized how much I miss home. I spent a good hour or so talking to them, and when I hung up, I started crying. I didn't think that I would be so vulnerable after being on my own after five months. You never really know how much you do love your parents until you have to leave them.
God, I miss being home.
I miss when I'd wake up on Sunday mornings, and I could hear my dad playing his oldies CDs in the living room -- Beatles, Patty Paige, Frank Sinatra, Andy Williams, etc....
I miss smelling my mom's cooking, when the heady aroma of Chinese spices would fill up the entire first floor and you could practically taste the food.
I miss arbitrarily sleeping between my parents on weekend mornings and listening to them watch TV.
New Years should be a time for family, and I miss having them with me....
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