Today I was trying to call my mom, so that I could have one of those good over-the-phone cry sessions that moms are really good for. Instead I reached my step dad, and really, the transcript of our conversation is a little embarrassing. You would think I was 5 years old:
Me: Hi (sad weepy voice, pathetic, I mean really pathetic).
Ralph: Hi. Are you ok?
Me: No (voice breaking, more pathetic-ness)
Ralph: What's wrong?
Me: I'm lonely. I miss my friends. (audible crying, tangible pathetic-fest)
Ralph: Oh, I'm sorry honey. You want your mom, huh?
Me: Yeah (oh the tears...)
Ralph: Well sorry, she's at a work thing.
And so it went, with Ralph effectively distracting me with stories of my little brother's ADHD antics. Which are really funny when you don't have to deal with them.
But man...I really do miss my friends. Everyone here has been so nice! I have no complaints about the welcome and kindnesses that we've received here. I even dragged my sweet neighbor and her two kids out on an exploratory hike today, involving petroglyphs, a double stroller, and oh about 50 billion uneven stairs. I have great ideas, let me tell you.
So Milwaukee friends, know that I have not recovered from being away from you, and that I am carrying you around in my heart right now, and it's heavy.