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Hello friends,
Not much to say from this side of the planet...I went to Western this weekend and spent some wonderful time with my baby. We didn't do much- no one does much in the middle of finals (who woulda thought?) but it was dee-lightful. Now Adam only has a week left of his first year- and I'm very jealous because I still have 2 more months of school- although they won't be bad since I'm in so there isn't so much pressure. Anyway, the highlight of my weekend was that he gave me seven letters- one for each day we'll be away (me=California, he=cruise with fam...that was nice.
Moving on. I had been thinking about how close graduation is...we all say we really want to get out of this hell hole and be free...and in a way that's true, but it's also kind of sad at the same time. It's been a long four years but they seem so short at the same time. Thinking back to all the friends that I made and lost and all the good and bad times, it seems like we've been taking it all for granted and it was all better than it seemed at the time. The thought of growing up and moving out is so appealing yet scary at the same time...I can't wait, I'm excited to live the things I can experience and do on my own, but it's sad to think you're leaving everything behind. It's never going to be the same again...
So in the middle of all these sad thoughts, i read a paper on the back of the girls' washroom at Adam's rez that kind of made me feel better. It talked about changes and how very soon they will be leaving their home to go back home, leaving their friends to go back to their friends and it got me thinking about all that. It made me happy to realize that we're at home with our friends right now but that no matter where any of us go, we'll find a new home and new friends...and that next summer we will come back a little wiser, appreciating our parents a little more and knowing who we can count on and who are those people who we've kept in touch throughout the year. I can't wait.
This is the end of my corny letter.
Adios.
Not much to say from this side of the planet...I went to Western this weekend and spent some wonderful time with my baby. We didn't do much- no one does much in the middle of finals (who woulda thought?) but it was dee-lightful. Now Adam only has a week left of his first year- and I'm very jealous because I still have 2 more months of school- although they won't be bad since I'm in so there isn't so much pressure. Anyway, the highlight of my weekend was that he gave me seven letters- one for each day we'll be away (me=California, he=cruise with fam...that was nice.
Moving on. I had been thinking about how close graduation is...we all say we really want to get out of this hell hole and be free...and in a way that's true, but it's also kind of sad at the same time. It's been a long four years but they seem so short at the same time. Thinking back to all the friends that I made and lost and all the good and bad times, it seems like we've been taking it all for granted and it was all better than it seemed at the time. The thought of growing up and moving out is so appealing yet scary at the same time...I can't wait, I'm excited to live the things I can experience and do on my own, but it's sad to think you're leaving everything behind. It's never going to be the same again...
So in the middle of all these sad thoughts, i read a paper on the back of the girls' washroom at Adam's rez that kind of made me feel better. It talked about changes and how very soon they will be leaving their home to go back home, leaving their friends to go back to their friends and it got me thinking about all that. It made me happy to realize that we're at home with our friends right now but that no matter where any of us go, we'll find a new home and new friends...and that next summer we will come back a little wiser, appreciating our parents a little more and knowing who we can count on and who are those people who we've kept in touch throughout the year. I can't wait.
This is the end of my corny letter.
Adios.