Home... sometimes its just not the right time

Before I come home, I always get excited to just come and relax and
hopefully spend quality time with my friends and family. Normally its ok, but this weekend was a very real reminder that my life is in Chicago. And I love it there.
Its hard to look life in the eyes and see that things have really changed,
and I've grown away from some of the people that meant the most to me.
As that is happening though, Ive become really close with people who will
be life long friends because our relationships are based on reality,
not convenience.
This is a turning point in my life, and I hope I can move forward, even though its going to be difficult.