Some of my cousins came out this last weekend to go to Disneyland. I had to go to San Diego, so I didn't get to go to Disneyland with them on Saturday like I was hoping, but I still got to spend some time with them. One night we went to dinner, and as we were sitting around the table talking about family things I begin to realize how very little family I actually have out here. Meredith is here, and Sarah was until the last little bit, and that always seemed like enough. Now Meredith is married, and Sarah has returned to the homeland, but the Hexberg's have always treated me like family, and so I just don't think about it. I feel very well taken care of here.
That being said, when I dropped off my cousins at the airport today I felt a little alone out here. I thought about all the relatives back in Utah, and I felt a little left out. It didn't really last long because I got wrapped up talking to Shaine, and came home to a flurry of emails from Meredith and Patty about our trip up to Hollywood tomorrow to see Neil. I'm sitting here on my bed tonight with the balcony door open, and I can hear the waves breaking on the beach, and I can't say I feel all that bad about being here and not there. Although, Jared called to tell me he has an extra ticket to USU and asked me if I could make it back for a Friday night game. If I could figure out a way to make it happen I'd do it in a heartbeat. Family and BYU football are the only things that still make Utah home, and can still make me feel a little homesick.
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