This blog has been quiet for good reasons. At this moment, I have nothing to complain about. I just got back from Houston to meet two friends that I met when I was only six years old.
We had a lovely weekend trying new places and eating to our heart's content. This past weekend was filled with laughter and great memories and I already can't wait to see them again.
Of course, separation anxiety comes with spending 48 hours straight with people you do not usually see and hangout with and I definitely had a short but terrible episode once I got out of the plane and the thought of not knowing how soon I'll see them again sunk in. There were no tears but my heart surely had a little crack in it.
Thanks to my husband picking me up, recovering was made easier for me. I missed Ron and the two monsters so bad last weekend. Thankfully, I had them to come home to and leaving did not seem so bad anymore.
More on the trip later on. A great Monday to all.
