Is there a cure?

Is there a cure for homesickness? Is there a cure for missing somebody? Is there a cure for sadness? If you know of somebody who has a cure, let me know as soon as possible! Please!!
I have been having really good days lately and I am very blessed for that but for some reason at night time is when it all hits me. As I lay in my bed it smacks me in the face that I am missing so many people. I am missing my church, my pink room at 5247 Jon Oak, my parking buddy at school, and the list goes on and on...
Night time is when it all comes crashing to me. I never got to see my favorite people today, I never walked the halls of my favorite school, and I never pulled into the driveway of my Arlington house that I loved dearly. Deep down in my heart I think I know the cure to all my homesickness. I am just afraid to admit it. Moving on and acceptance will cure me and heal my heart. Everyday that is my goal and I strive to meet that goal. It is hard. It is really hard to go through the motions of your new life when you never wanted to give up your old one. If I had it my way I would have moved back the day I moved to Kentucky. :) I want people to understand that I have good days but that never takes away the pain of moving. The pain I have when I see my friend's Facebook photos, the pain of knowing I am not in my beloved St. Paul on Sunday mornings, and the pain of knowing somebody else is sleeping in my pink room on 5247 Jon Oak Rd. Will this pain ever go away or will it ever become easier to cope with? I know it will. It has to. 


As I type this, I am really missing my Memphis life. I want it back. Don't get me wrong, I am blessed and feel it everyday but I am struggling with "Why?" 


Why a third time God? Wasn't two already enough? I know I have to let go and that is what I want to do more than anything but I still feel like I am grieving. I still lay in my bed at night with my Ipod playing and look out my window and just think of Memphis. 


Tonight, I am suffering from homesickness. I am missing my home. The ironic thing is, I am in my home. Sitting in it right now, it just doesn't feel that way. I can't wait for the day that I can call it home. 




Miss all my Memphis peeps to Kentucky and back!