Six months ago today I thought I might die - die from exhaustion of carrying and growing three babies and die from the surgery I just underwent. Reminiscing today was not a good idea. It made me not want to do anything and basically took the do out of my usual need to be doing. I like being six months out. I would not go back if you paid me. It was not a great season to remember.
On the other hand, my dear friend Sarah called tonight. I always feel so much better after talking to Sarah. She is an amazing person, gives sound advice, has fresh ideas for me & is a great listener. I love hearing what is going on in her world. I miss our Sunday chats and occasional drop-ins. I'll always regret Alette was not able to have her as her first grade teacher. She'll be fine in life, but not the same. I wish she could have experienced Sarah. While we were talking, I brought up another friend, Kezia. Asking Sarah how she was as I hadn't received a response in a while. She mentioned she was well and thought about coming down for Thanksgiving, but then Sarah told her my family was going to be here so Kezia dropped the idea. Oh, no. I would LOVE to see Kezia. There is something about her that fills me. She is inspiring and an amazing woman. After we hung up, I texted Kezia to let her know she was more than welcome to come if she would like. The very idea of seeing her put a skip in my step. I do not miss the awful, cold, enduring winter, but I do miss the incredible women I was able to observe, learn from and grow because of them. I will always miss the people. The people who I didn't realize had knitted so deeply in my heart. It's been a hard transition move for me as much for the kids. I hope to not do it again for a long time. If only the weather were better there, I would consider moving back.
