Missing the Jamboree

I wish the idea of people moving on and moving away didn't make me feel blue. It's natural to miss people, but this feeling I get of being left behind doesn't make much sense. I guess part of that is a hold over from being a little sister and watching my older brother go away on adventures I was too young to have. I probably wouldn't have enjoyed the cub scout jamboree, but who knows? It was probably better than staying home.