Vacation...

Why don't I enjoy vacations? I don't understand... I mean, I appreciate the break, the rest, but I suppose there are things and people that I don't want a break from............ and then I feel guilty for being ungrateful. Really, I have no place to complain: I'm in Hawaii. =) It's warm. It's humid. I'm sure it will get sunny eventually x), though today was mostly cloudy............ but it's 2700 miles from my home. Home is where your family is, people say. No, home is where your heart is. Home is where you feel at ease, safe. Where you go to shut out the world for awhile. Where you spend your Sabbath. Where you can safely change and be changed. Do I feel like that with my family? nope... It's horrid, I know, and perhaps it's because I'm in the stage of life I am in and am separating myself from my family and becoming my own person. But, my home, my family, is... elsewhere. More specifically: it's 2700 miles away and snoring.