More To Come Later

Sorry I haven't been on here at all in the past week or so.  I've been away on my much-talked about spring break, out of the country.  Yes, it's been wonderful.  Yes, there are pictures.  Yes I have stories and memories and all sorts of things to blog about.  I promise I will be back soon!  Today is my last day in this tropical paradise, however, and I'm going to enjoy all the warmth, sunlight, and tropical breezes I can before I return to my beloved New England's dreary late winter.

I hope you beautiful people who read have had an excellent week, and I apologize for any comments I haven't replied to!

Last thought before I head off - please, please, please keep praying for the people of Japan, and their families/friends abroad.  This natural disaster struck home for me in a handful of ways, and I can only imagine what it must be like to really be in the thick of it.

Happy Saturday everyone.

I Guess I Just Thought. . .

that I would be walking - no, running - away.  That I would have that mysterious thing called "closure."  That the day I moved, I'd be there to carry my own suitcase.  That I wouldn't want to make blueberry pancakes with berries from the bush in the yard one more time.

That I wouldn't be struggling with tears 200 miles away.  Maybe in the yard.  Maybe in the car.  Maybe, even, in the old clubhouse where we traced our names in ballpoint pen every summertime.  Not in a dorm room, alone, and unsure.

I miss the lilacs already.

Summer will come again, as it always does, everywhere in the world.  I knew this day would come, as in some form it does for us all.  For now, it's time to forget what I thought would happen and realize this is what IS happening.

There is no shame in crying, even if there is confusion.