See Why I LOVE California?

See why I love California? It contains my favorite little people. I'm so homesick it actually hurts, physically! My husband understands only when it pertains to the grandkids (because he loves them too), but otherwise, he offers no support or sympathy/understanding for my periods of loneliness and transition. It gets depressing. I wish I could let go easier. He's a tumbleweed and I'm a tree that's been uprooted. Has anyone else ever gone through this?