less than three

It's been less than three years since I made the move. I cannot believe how much Charlotte feels like "home" now, whatever that means. Somehow I think feeling totally comfortable in Mill Creek is not going to come easy.

I can't decide if I want to open those doors again. Nope, I haven't told everyone I am coming back, and I think that's ok. Sometimes absolutes are a good thing. Once you say goodbye to each other and hug and tear up and whatever, that's it. Forgetting someone is very unlikely, but I'd rather not try and revive something that woulda-coulda-shoulda been. Having an awkward lunch and having to repeat the goodbyes is not my idea of fun.

But there are the surprises. The people I thought I would never see or talk to again who somehow manage to appear again. We're all different people now, but we still have the good times in common and maybe that's enough to find some peace and closure.

In other news, I've been watching way too much Sex and the City lately. Haven't seen the movie, but the show is delightful. I also am starting to come down with a cold maybe, right before I get on a plane, go to my hometown, see a few old friends, and want to look and feel by best. Fan-freaking-tastic.

Don't worry, I'll get better at this whole blog thing as time goes on. Who reads this junk anyway?

Glad we got the chance to talk.