I woke up way too early (especially since I didn't go to bed until after 11 last night--I know, I can hardly believe it either!) from a dream in which a friend was leaving on a trip, laughing and happy, and I was left behind. Totally sulky, resentful, and feeling left out and tossed aside.
In my dream, this friend called me and left me a message, calling me out for my horrible attitude and general pouty-ness. So then I felt sulky and guilty and chastened. And then I woke up before I could rationalize it all and make excuses.
Not good.
But it got me to thinking.
I've been really, really happy and enthusiastic and excited about being back in Denver. And that's totally genuine. But I haven't been as forthcoming about how I feel about being away from Arizona.
But here's the truth I need to let you need know in case you don't: I miss you.
Not the heat in July (though I'll change my tune come winter, I know). But the flat for running each day. The clubhouse in my neighborhood. That, I miss.
But most of all I miss the people in Arizona. You are home to friends so dear to me, friends who need a word to describe them that means more than "friend." And the truth is that my heart just aches when I think of them. There's a yearning there that I can't quite describe, deeply felt. Every single day.
So, Arizona, know that in the midst of loving Colorado and life here, I love you and miss life there too.
I understand. Back and forth....I go there some days as well. Did you ever get the tat? Hope you have a great weekend! Enjoy the cool air, it is 100+ down here:(
Posted by: rhonda | July 29, 2010 at 06:22 PM
Mamma Mia - since I was 8. Also I believe in Angels.
Posted by: chapmanchick | July 30, 2010 at 09:46 PM