so we went to florida. which is what we do. and we laughed. that kind of
laugh that makes you gasp for your breath and think you're going to
pass out on the floor if anyone says one more thing or looks at you
sideways. there were so many moments when i just found myself (and
michelle will give me her look for saying this outloud) truly GRATEFUL
that i made the journey and we took that trip because, honestly, when
you live in the great tundra that utah can sometimes be (and it was a
blizzard while i was away) the beach and the ocean and the salt air
really do heal your soul. but combined with the love of people who
truly know you inside out and squeeze the stuffing out of you with the
kind of love that makes you just WANT to be a better person and know
that you will absolutely, positively, without question show up for them
in whatever way they need whenever they ask, well, it just can be the
best kind of medicine anyone can every hope to have.
the end.
no really. there isn't much more to say.
i needed that trip. i needed the hours of crazy conversation in the
car. i needed every single possible moment. i wish i was still there.
and yet i'm really and truly happy to be home with my dogs and my
professor and that small boy who shares his life with us. i am.
perspective. going miles and miles away and dunking under waves in a
ocean and getting sandy and salty and covered in glitter is just the way
to make certain where all the pieces of your heart might just belong.
mine is scattered, it's true. i have bits of my heart in lots of
places. and you know what? it's exactly how it should be.
