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That's what friends are for The party went a lot better than I expected. I didn't cry until right before we were leaving, which I felt was a real achievement. I'm such an emotional sap sometimes. Still, I think I have finally accepted that they are leaving, and eagerly anticipating a trip to the USA sometime very soon to catch up with all my wonderful friends. I think saying goodbye to fat-J was the hardest. I always knew that she would go back to Oregon. As much as she loves us, I knew there was very little chance of her staying here. And yet when she had to finally go back home it hit me pretty hard. I knew she was leaving, but one day it dawned on me for the first time that we would likely never live in the same country again. Talk about traumatised. But we have managed to stay in touch, and even stay fairly close despite the distance. Micah and Tara I knew would only be with us for a short time. I probably shouldn't have let myself get close, but I did. And I'm really glad I did because they are both such wonderful people. Of course, like the sap I am I cried when we left them at the airport. It was so fun to have them stay with us for a month and I'm excited to go stay with them really soon. If we time it right we might even get to meet their little one who is due in June. And now D and Bu have joined the ranks. I have at least a faint glimmer of hope that we will someday live in the same country again. They are both Aussies, so I hope one day home will be calling them so strong they will just have to answer. But we have probably a good decade to pass before that happens. Of course they have to come back so we can start our commune with a dozen or so kids each and a nice big farm on the North Coast. I mean really, who could ignore a calling like that.
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