My Oma is at the end. She will not likely make it to the end of this week. I am half-heartedly looking at tickets back to St. Louis all the while avoiding my homework assignment. I am depressed and while I very badly want to go home to Illinois...I am afraid that if I go home I will never want to come back again.
*Sigh* Yet I will go home and I will help bury my Oma and then come back to my life as a Navy wife.