In less than 12 hours I will be on the flight to Ireland. It's weird to think that this time next week I will already have been in Ireland for an entire week. Getting up to Boston was, surprisingly, less hectic than I thought it would be. Mom dropped me off and we only shed a few tears, but I have a sinking suspicion she dropped me off then cried behind a tree like she did when she sent me to kindergarten.
This weekend with Scott has been great. Relaxing and fun. Just what I needed. We went to the South Boston street Festival yesterday. There wasn't really much there, but it was fun. Then we went to Sullivan's and had clam chowder and soft serve. Last night we went to Barking Crab and ate enough shrimp to last me a year. It was delicious. It is strange to be sitting on the couch with him in the living room and think that I am not going to be back here for three months. It's hard. I am exciting, but scared, nervous, anxious.
Let's keep the fingers crossed and the hopes high.
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hi allie! this is the first time i've responded to a blog! i was both laughing and crying when i read about your goodbye to your mom. i didn't hide behind a tree and cry when i put kaitlin on the bus for kindergarten...i plopped down in a heap on the side of the road and cried my eyes out! after wayne and i dropped her off at college, i got home and called all my friends and said, "this isn't so bad...i guess i did enough anticipatory grieving." NOT...at 10:00 that night, i was in her bedroom crying hysterically! we are thinking about you and sending you traveling mercies (from the book of the same title by anne lamott which i wish i had given to you before you left! traveling mercies: go with god, enjoy the journey, come home safe and sound. we love you!
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