Means more to me than I realized. I forgot how much they made me laugh, how witty each one of them is. I forgot how cheesy but entertaining their stories are. I didn't expect a small birthday for my "other mom" to impact me the way it did -- after all I've been away and mostly out of contact with them for almost 9 months now. But when you spend almost 2 years with a group of people they make an impact on your life that's bigger than I could have imagined. Just being in their presence made me remember so many things that I had done with them. It filled me with so much joy but at the same time waves of depression. Happy that I get to see the people that I had friendship with but sad at the same time that our relationship had changed so much and at the same time not at all.
When the party was over both my "other mom" and might as well call him "other dad" both told me how much it meant to them that I was there. And as I got my hug and my handshake I couldn't help but fight back tears because I miss how things were so much. I miss my "other family". A lot.
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