Being homesick passes. You do move on. Yet I believe it is a kind of grief. For what you love about your home is far away, and as time passes it changes. When, if, you return, well, people and places move on because that is the way things are. These choices we make, for ourselves or for a sacrifice, one way or another, the tickets are all one way. Moreover, to hang on to the present or notions of some idealised past is an illusion too. Life goes onward into the new. So as your old life passes away, you are reincarnated into the new, to grow, to change, to hopefully thrive... for you must realise that it isn't simply the those you left that will personally evolve... you will too.
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