Allie spent the night last night, and then went with me to church this morning. - So I didn't go to the catholic mass, and we went to the mega church- Crossroads. It was fine, I was bored by it. Typical Father's Day message. She enjoyed it however, and that's the good thing. After that, I didn't have to work until 5, so I told her we could go on an adventure.... so we drove to the levee- and took an airboat tour. I've been dying to go out on the Atchafalaya ever since I first saw it. Since moving here, I was struggling with wanting to go out, but not wanting to go alone- eg. without micah. This is his area, his stomping grounds. I wanted him to show it to me. But, obviously, that's not to be, so I took the airboat tour. I swear, it was the happiest I've been in a long time. Flying across the water, the wind in my hair and the sun on my face- it's one of the most perfect feelings ever. I love it.
When we got back, she went home, and I tried to nap. Then Larry texted me saying that he was in my town... so I told him he could come visit me if he wanted to. So, he spent like an hour over here, telling me the changes that have happened and the drama that occurred in his life. Poor guy. He'd been employed to shoot a birthday in town, but then arrived too early, so he was just killing time with me. I carefully avoided giving him the opportunity for anything but just the hugs when he got here and when he left. Sigh. Why does life have to be so difficult.
Jessy, my brother in law's best friend, stopped by to visit this evening too. It feels like the day of visitors. 3, in one day. That's more than I've had... the whole time I lived here!
Crazy. but nice. I like people coming by my house. I like catching up, I like being a part of lives.
There was this house out in the atchafalaya that I said was my next house- and I would totally live out there if I had a boat. But- I also feel the need to be a part of society, so I can't really justify it. This life I lead was not created to be solitary- it is meant to share love and magic and life with the world- at least those I come in contact with.
And so the story goes.
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