Thursday, January 19, 2012

Hint of home

Truth: I'm having a hard day. Ok, a couple hard days in a row. Honestly, I'm just trying to push through a difficult situation and in the meantime I am just going to be thankful for 2 days off and long hugs from my husband.

These days, the ones when I hold back tears at a Journey song (some might slip through), and want to hybernate are the days when the people that mean the most to me pull through and sit beside me to just listen. Maybe they know I need the company or maybe it is just a miracle. Either way, I spent the first part of my day with my sister. And whew, did I need that. I think, wait, I know she needed this too. We printed photos and well that's about it. But we could have just sat there and done nothing and it still would have been the best part of my week. Thanks for just being there Trina.

I also had a quick phone conversation with Mom today. And how nice it was to catch up. Sometimes you just need good mother daughter time. Although it wasn't face to face (oh how I wish it was) I can still appreciate hearing her voice. And then the tears start welling up again as I think about how much I miss the feeling of home. I long to be around people that listen, care and appreciate the things I appreciate. I miss being around people that are just a little bit like me. Even if it just means we have the same blood. Because, ya know, our last name isn't the same anymore.

Today at the gym (yes, Ryan and I made it to the gym), an older gentlemen came up to me to tell me the tanning bed was available. I thanked him. And then his wife, who was patiently waiting outside of the tanning room waiting to go in when I walked up to see if the bed was open, then said, oh grab some paper towel on your way in because the room is all out. I thanked them again and headed to the tanning room.

As I laid in the brightly lit, steaming hot bed I wondered if I had expressed my thanks enough. I thought what wonderful people they were for just saving me time. It was like two tips right in a row. How thoughtful and nice is that? I feel like they had a hint of home  in them and for a moment I felt closer to the place I miss.

Amazing how things happen when you least expect it.

Keep loving. And pushing through.

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