Sliding Doors
I'm in Huntsville right now. It's the first time I've traveled without kids, or been away from the kids for longer than 24 hours in 6 years. Let me just say... I love love LOVE my kids, but I so need to do this more often.
Anyway, I flew in last Monday night. Tuesday morning, my Mom and I drove to Jacksonville, Florida to see my Grandma. I hadn't seen her in 3 years, so it was awesome fitting that quick trip in.
We got back late Thursday night, so yesterday and today have been spent catching up with my friends. I got to go to Sweeney Todd rehearsals which was SO MUCH FUN! Damn, Huntspatch has some amazingly talented folk! Seriously, the voices and acting today rivaled many of my "professional" experiences.
I swear, I love Los Angeles, but the thought of moving here is pretty enticing.
The reason I came to town was to attend my first flame's wedding. I had met his fiance last year, and she seemed the perfect match for him, so I was so happy for him! So I found it weird how HARD this wedding was for me. I didn't expect to feel the emotions that snuck up on me during the ceremony. Then I felt weird for feeling so heartbroken. After the ceremony I got in the car to drive up to the reception and I just started bawling. WTF?!
My relationship with "J" is one of timing. Our timing has always been off. It's like I'm running for the train, and arrive just as the doors close.
We first "hooked up" when I was a Freshman in High School and he was a Senior. I had never dated anyone, and I sort of freaked out when he professed his feelings for me and wanted to get serious. I didn't handle that well. We'd rekindle a bit off and on over the next 4 years, and again when I went away to college. We carried on a long distance "thing", but on a trip home, I went to visit him at his college to find out he started seeing someone there. Another few years pass and he shows up completely out of the blue at my apartment in Chicago... the same weekend my childhood best friend was in town visiting. Our weird timing continued off and on.
Now, I'm happily married. I adore my husband. Which is another reason I find my feelings so annoying.
I think the spark, the impact, of first love is just incredibly strong, and it leaves a permanent mark.
Anyway, I flew in last Monday night. Tuesday morning, my Mom and I drove to Jacksonville, Florida to see my Grandma. I hadn't seen her in 3 years, so it was awesome fitting that quick trip in.
We got back late Thursday night, so yesterday and today have been spent catching up with my friends. I got to go to Sweeney Todd rehearsals which was SO MUCH FUN! Damn, Huntspatch has some amazingly talented folk! Seriously, the voices and acting today rivaled many of my "professional" experiences.
I swear, I love Los Angeles, but the thought of moving here is pretty enticing.
The reason I came to town was to attend my first flame's wedding. I had met his fiance last year, and she seemed the perfect match for him, so I was so happy for him! So I found it weird how HARD this wedding was for me. I didn't expect to feel the emotions that snuck up on me during the ceremony. Then I felt weird for feeling so heartbroken. After the ceremony I got in the car to drive up to the reception and I just started bawling. WTF?!
My relationship with "J" is one of timing. Our timing has always been off. It's like I'm running for the train, and arrive just as the doors close.
We first "hooked up" when I was a Freshman in High School and he was a Senior. I had never dated anyone, and I sort of freaked out when he professed his feelings for me and wanted to get serious. I didn't handle that well. We'd rekindle a bit off and on over the next 4 years, and again when I went away to college. We carried on a long distance "thing", but on a trip home, I went to visit him at his college to find out he started seeing someone there. Another few years pass and he shows up completely out of the blue at my apartment in Chicago... the same weekend my childhood best friend was in town visiting. Our weird timing continued off and on.
Now, I'm happily married. I adore my husband. Which is another reason I find my feelings so annoying.
I think the spark, the impact, of first love is just incredibly strong, and it leaves a permanent mark.
posted by Ramblings of a crazed SAHM at 7:58 PM
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