I missed you so!
I have had the busiest April to October I could ever imagine... that’s my excuse for my prolonged absence, but also I’m really regretting not making time for blogging. I made so many memories this spring/summer/fall that I’m sure they’ve begun crowding each other out of my tiny little brain and I don’t want to lose a single one of them.
I’m going to attempt to update everyone (and remind myself) over the next few posts... so bear with me.
Hmmm... So the beginning of my absence was marked with my first set of international visitors. Mark and Justin came out in April for a few weeks and we had such a blast! Ryan was supposed to come with, but a mean old DMV lady told him he didn’t need to pay extra to have his passport processed ‘express’, so he didn’t, and he didn’t get his passport in time. Yet again we learn that the DMV is NEVER to be trusted... even if the lady behind the counter looks like she’s been working there since the invention of cars themselves.
While Mark and Justin were here we did quite a bit of the fun ‘London Tourist’ stuff... we rode the London Eye, went to Big Ben and the Parliament Building, took photos in Trafalgar Square, absorbed the awesomeness of Camden Town, and saw the West End Show ‘We Will Rock You’. And rock us, it did. There were a few workouts, a Jason Mraz concert, and the boys got acquainted with Dexter. I don’t remember many more specifics of their time here... the above plus a couple drunken evenings and some Mario Kart. I think I recall a long discussion about our collective genius and, at one point, we were planning on starting a group blog with the sole purpose of documenting the awesome things we say when we’re elbow deep in discussions about nothing. We jotted down notes on a scrap paper that has since been lost to time and forgetfulness. So it goes...
What I do specifically remember about their visit was the overwhelming renewal of hope. Last winter was long and much more difficult for me than I was willing to admit. Moving out here was a huge decision and I was harboring a lot of fear that I might allow geographical distance to put an emotional distance between me and the awesome friends I have made over the last few years. I suppose the platitude “Absence makes the heart grow fonder” was especially applicable in this situation and I found myself missing my ‘family’ in San Diego something fierce. I was determined not to let it get me down, but it was definitely a battle within myself. When the boys came out, and everything felt the same again, it was like taking a big breath of fresh air. Refreshing.
It was hard for me, again, when they left... but the ‘goodbyes’ held much less finality, and it started to feel like the familiar ‘goodbyes’ you say to your Grandma after a visit. Not the “Goodbye, and I hope to someday, maybe, see you again,” but the “I’ll definitely see you as soon as possible and I’ll miss you until that time.”
Thanks guys.
So April was a good month.
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