During my first weeks, Dad would call every night and Mom would check up on me every day. Now the calls are getting fewer, once a week, and the texts are only after I ask them how they are doing (the answer of which is similar every time. Haha).
I make it a point to go home weekly. My family has been apart for six years. There was a time when all five of us lived in separate households. That is, until earlier this year when Mom changed work (after more than 20 years!) and the two boys stayed home instead of boarding out for school. When I accepted my current job, I really pondered about moving. Both my brothers and my parents are already in one home, and I hate to be the first one to leave! It was such a short time to be together, my unemployment days. I didn't want them to feel that I've already become too independent that I don't need them anymore. And even though I don't admit it, I still need them, regardless if I can provide for myself or not. The warm home, the familiarity,
But lately I'm thinking if I should stop going home every week. My weeks are really busy, consisting of 5 days at the office and two days travelling back and forth the province. It really takes up time, and sometimes I wanted to pursue something outside my work, but am left with no time to do so. I think by now my parents can manage, and they are assured enough that even though I left, I'm still part of the family.
Again, during my first weeks, we go out every weekend, watch movies, just because we miss each other. But now our times are more casual, at home, and nothing special. I think I've assured them enough, or maybe, have assured myself that both of us are going to be all right and assured of our relationship. So maybe I'm free to make plans on weekends, too. See how God will use it productively even though I'm away from home. By now, I'm pretty confident my parents won't be too sad (haha, do I have this illusion that they need me? As I said, I'm the needy one. Or maybe both parties). Maybe the weekend would be a good time to plan things out and seek His will.
Dear Lord, thank you for providing for me. I stepped out of the house by faith. I really had nothing and was on the negative financially. But two months at my dream place and I'm already comfortable ~ more than what I expected. Help me not to be independent, but dependent on you. May you be my comfort during times of stress, loneliness, and anxiety that comes with being separated from my family. May they be assured that I will stay as their daughter/sister, and may I be present in their lives more, even in my absence. Keep our family together, as you did for those six years and for the past 24 years since my parents married. Thank you. Amen.