Well Daivd is up in the air on his way to San Diego, where he will be for a month. It is kinda tough saying goodbye so soon after we have arrived here in P.O. It just doesn't seem as happy of a place without him.
Being so far away from my family, Friday Night Mexican Food Night, and everything else I knew really makes you think about what home is. In college I would catch my self calling the dorm home. But Houston was always real home. Now that I am married and my parent's house is not my home, it is funny trying to figure out what home is. Washington is not yet my home. Although I love P.O. The people are just as friendly as Texans... Well, maybe, and the land is pretty. But I still don't consider this my home. I guess all of that takes time. Maybe I am still hoping that David will walk through that door and say just kidding lets go get some Ninfa's in Houston.
As sad as I am about David leaving, and I am (case in point the crying sniffly mood I have been in for the past 3 days) I am definitely excited about seeing my parents and ta da ABBEY IS IN THE BUILDING!!! My kitty has come to her new home. I won't expect her to think it is home, if I don't either. We will help each other learn. It will be fun to have my parents here and have people in the house and ease the loss of David.
So cross your fingers that David will have email while he is out to sea, or it will be one month of no communication. We have done it before, but who wants to?
*A Christi Saying* Why do they call it a building and not a built?
1 comment:
Woo-Woo! A blog from analee!
I will have michael add you to blogs I read. :)
hang in there... mex food doesn't help the figure anyway. haha
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