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Is it strange that I don't yearn for Interlochen? I talked to Camila and Jacqueline yesterday which was so very exciting and I miss them, I miss all my friends. And of course there are certain things that I remember with a nostalgic deep fondness - walking to orchestra concerts in the snow, the beauty of the art all around me, Delp and Driscoll, even Ms. O. Late late night conversations with really really good friends.
But I don't feel lost without it - have never felt this emptiness that everyone else seems to feel. I'm sure this is a good thing but I don't understand why. Is it just that maybe I've found everything I'm looking for?
Yet my writing is so awful right now, you'd all be ashamed, but I am trying, slowly but surely. It will all be all right in the end.
The people I miss the most right now are my mom and my brother and sisters. There are certain parts of me that only Alice understands, and parts of me that only Malcolm understands, and I don't want to miss Colleen growing up. I am so excited for Christmas, in the snow, on the lake, and Simon will be there along with assorted step-siblings, and it will be a joyous occasion, I'll make sure of it.
Our little student house will be decorated for Christmas, and we're having a proper English Christmas dinner to celebrate. Last night I made homemade soup, which warms the deep peasant part of your soul. I hate to admit it, expatriate Michigan girl that I am, but of all the seasons I sometimes love winter the best.
But I don't feel lost without it - have never felt this emptiness that everyone else seems to feel. I'm sure this is a good thing but I don't understand why. Is it just that maybe I've found everything I'm looking for?
Yet my writing is so awful right now, you'd all be ashamed, but I am trying, slowly but surely. It will all be all right in the end.
The people I miss the most right now are my mom and my brother and sisters. There are certain parts of me that only Alice understands, and parts of me that only Malcolm understands, and I don't want to miss Colleen growing up. I am so excited for Christmas, in the snow, on the lake, and Simon will be there along with assorted step-siblings, and it will be a joyous occasion, I'll make sure of it.
Our little student house will be decorated for Christmas, and we're having a proper English Christmas dinner to celebrate. Last night I made homemade soup, which warms the deep peasant part of your soul. I hate to admit it, expatriate Michigan girl that I am, but of all the seasons I sometimes love winter the best.