To replace the candles and Christmas goodies I brought here from Bloomington, I'm taking back with me: a new wardrobe, including both summer and winter items hand-me-downs from the pretty trendy Bride (who's also moving cities and had a purge) and last season's winter classics from Glassons; hand-me-down towels from the elder sister; old duvet covers for rag rugs and excessive amounts of yarn from a lovely crafty Aunt-who-understands; marmite and golden syrup for me; six loaves of vogels and eight packets of timtams for the Birds in Bloomington who miss home; textbooks for both Jbird and I; and a few Chrissy pressies. I'm still considering taking a bunch of succulent clippings over, but I'm not sure whether they'll get through American customs.
I feel weird. I want to go but I want to stay. Life feels like it's ready to go back to normal here but it's not normal anymore so I have to go there. One more day at the beach, a drive to Hamilton to help the newly-weds move in, and a meal with family, and I'll be on the plane. Fly away little birdie.
We'll miss you! But this is just a small part of your life now - the heart of it lies across the sea.
ReplyDeleteIt was weird to not really see you at church yesterday! I'm glad we can keep in touch via blogging.
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