Happy Veterans Day!
I really like seeing that number getting bigger. It means that Aaron and I are just that much closer to being together again.
So I spent the past weekend in Rapid City, SD – and it was awesome. They had a blizzard the day before I got there – and had opened the airport only hours before my flight arrived. The roads sucked and there was lots of snow. My sister and I used to go shopping together. This trip I think we only left the house to pick up some groceries and go to church for mass and the baptism – and I liked it. I spent three days playing with my niece and nephew. George is two now, and it’s so cute how many words he has in his vocabulary. He knows his colors, and animals and sounds they make – even though his pronunciation isn’t quite right. For instance he calls me Wennie. It’s a name I usually hate to be called. It has a nails-on-chalk-board image to me. But from him, it was so cute. He drug me around the house wanting to play with Wennie. We played with his cat Dude. Again nothing can be cuter than a two year old chasing a cat around the house calling for Dude. Lucy was cute too. She is so big and drools lots. But she laughs and smiles. I can’t wait to see them again. I know at Christmas Lucy will be hitting new milestones - she’ll be up on her hands and knees and scooting around.
The only bad thing about this trip was leaving. It made me realize all the things I am missing. Since Aaron left, I feel like I am always teetering on the verge of tears. I feel sensitive. Venturing out of my safe zone left me exposed. I loved seeing my family, but it only reminded me of what I am missing in my life. I did good though. I made it from Rapid City to Duluth and to the safety of my car in the airport parking lot before the tears rolled over their barricade .
Well the night is getting late, and I have a book to read (Stephen King’s Duma Key)
293 days to go.
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