I really cannot go home

I remember that feeling from our "visiting days". After we checking in at the airport to go home, I used to go back outside and sit on the curb until boarding time, then run through security at the last minute. Then when we started RVing here and staying for 5-6 months, I still was not ready to leave. Now that we are here most of the time, it is no different. We "go back" for about 10 weeks during the summer, and I spend a lot of time asking Paul "why are we going?" Everyone knows it is just a matter of time until we don't "go back" any more. They all keep asking me when that will be. I have no idea- a lot depends on health...when we can't travel anymore, we will just stay here. Or maybe we will just decide it's time some day...which could be next week or 3 years from now. All I know for sure is: it's not today. maybe tomorrow. We'll know when the time arrives.

So for you Jenny- there is no hope. You will stay longer next time...and so it will go.

I love this. You describe it perfectly.