I love Fall. It is by far my favourite season. I love the way the sky changes colour from bright blue to a deeper blue. I love the leaves falling off the trees. I love the cooler weather. I love everything about it.

I also hate it because all of the things I love about Fall remind me of Virginia Beach and how much I miss it. I miss it so much it hurts. It makes me so sad. So while I still love Fall, it’s bittersweet.

I don’t usually talk about just how much I miss VB, simply because if I think about it too much I get depressed. I do love being in the UK, but in different ways to how I loved being in VB. For someone like me, who loves the ocean and feels an inexplicable pull towards the water and it’s mysteries and everything it signifies on a deeply personal level, it’s very difficult to be away from that. VB was also just an awesome place to live and I miss everything, not just the beach.

I keep having arguments with myself. I want to go back, badly, but I also don’t. I’ll be there in December, but only for 2 nights. We almost didn’t go to VB, but Hubby said if we didn’t I’d be sad, which is totally true, but I know I’ll be sad to leave it when we do, just like I’ll be sad to leave the States when we come home. I cried nearly the whole flight home the last time we visited.

I miss it much more than I’d like to admit, but I do love it here. I’m not sure which side of the pond will win in the end.