Certain times of the year I get emotional. (If people know me this isn't really just certain times of the year, I was blessed with a very empathetic heart, pretty sure from my mom, that even if I see someone crying I will tear up right away.) I still from time to time shed a tear or two when I leave home to make the trek back to reality. The times when I get most emotional is usually from fall until about February. Why? I think it's because that's when life slows down just enough for me to think. Never a good thing. Or also because this time of the year I feel has the most nostalgia connected to it. Anyways enough about how I sit at home, with a hot cup of cocoa get caught up in dreaming, remembering and wishing, then say enough is enough go run!
Here's the real story...
Last night I had a great night with all my friends here. We went out to a local bar and grill for a friends 26th (gasp- we are getting older) birthday. The whole gang came out at some time to celebrate! The parents of friends showed up, the new parents and babies came, the happy couples that we all secretly hope we will get to share in a wedding celebration showed up, and all the singletons came too. One of my friends had a heart to heart with me, asking how the school year is going, how I'm liking living here this year. (They all have a fear that I will be leaving them soon for some other adventure). I gave him my usual answer of everything is going great!
And the conversation continued a little like this:
Me-"The kids in school are working so hard, they have their moments/ days but we all do and they are middle schoolers- they will have their moments. Cross Country is fun, I'm learning a lot about being a coach, when to push, when to stand back."
Friend-"Good, glad to hear! You appear to be in brighter spirits than a few weeks ago."
Me- "Oh yeah, I needed to take a trip home. Refresh my spirit."
Friend- "Really, that's all it takes! Well don't you worry Krystal, we will make this home for you so you can be happy all the time!"
Honestly I have no doubt in my mind that these wonderful people will help make this home. I know I have said this before but I am truly blessed to have an awesome home- family, friends, support, life up North and also have an awesome home- adopted families, friends, support and life here. What more could a girl ask for?
And finally as the evening came to a close and there was a pretty pathetic and longest dart game ever going on. I was sitting next to another friend, we surveyed the crowd and his statement was, "I love my friends." We attempted to cheers to it but I didn't have a drink- epic fail on my part Instead we just sat in silent agreement with smiles on our faces.
They say home is where your heart is. Before I guess I always looked at having a bit of a broken heart, because part of it was up North and part of it here. Now I see the division as a good thing. Each part of my heart can grow and love on people in my homes.
A side note- some things in me will never change. I was discussing who I could ride in the tractor with and for harvest. A friends family farm a lot of land. Sure sounds like fun! Wait..what color tractor?? Yellow, but it has a Deere motor. I guess it will work, at least it's not red! :)
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