Today, my nephew turned 2 years old. And for the 2nd time, I was not able to celebrate his birthday with him and my family. 

Being far away from family is hard. I am often sad when I think about all that I miss out on living so far away. Birthdays, holidays, school plays, Christmas programs, preschool graduation, and the day to day things that make up who my family is. 

I know that I chose to live in Minnesota instead of Indiana so missing those things is a sacrifice that I must accept. I am confident in my decision to be here and don’t have any regrets, but it doesn’t make me feel any less sad or guilty for living far away.

Not to mention that I am already terrible at keeping touch long distance, and don’t check in with family as much as I should or would like to. 

However, my family always welcomes me home with smiles and open arms, but it doesn’t remove the sense of sadness I feel about not being around. 

So, this is for my family, on a day when I wanted to be with you, but wasn’t able to. I often don’t know if I should call or just let you enjoy the day, or just send a text, and by the time I realize I should have done something, it’s too late to do anything. Know that I am thinking of you and that I love you, and always am praying for you. I don’t know why God called me to be far away from you, but I thank you for continuing to love me when I feel that I have failed as family member. 

With Love, From Minnesota, 

Your daughter, sister, aunt – Jami.