I know what you’re thinking.
That I’ve forgotten about you.
That I’ve left you for someone else, someone with more chickens. Maybe a louder voice. A louder friend. You see, I may be an introvert and sometimes struggle being social, but I love extroverts. Every best friend I’ve ever had is loud and the life of the party. And then there’s me.
And then there’s me, who hasn’t forgotten about you. I think of you often. I think, “What can I write today?” And then I do a 10-hour day of work. I put favor bags together and build bouquets. I make burlap roses and frantically try to remember to call the caterer. I try the dress on every few days, then worry that I’ll miss a day and it won’t fit. And it will be too late.
If I haven’t told you yet, I’m getting married. In 11 days now. I want to tell you how my chicks are doing (they’re big now, they don’t come running any more, they all survived) and I want to tell you about my quail (only 11 hatched, only 9 survived, and then there’s Charlie), and I want to tell you about my rabbit conundrum. I want to tell you about the county fairs I’ve gone to and why I love work but struggle with corporate life and the 100 pounds of tomatoes I harvested in 2 days, and the 100 pounds of tomatoes I got for free. I want to tell you about my old house in brand new wrapping. I want to tell you about all the good things and all the bad, but, I barely have time to can the tomatoes (there’s still 150+ pounds in my house), let alone write you.
But I think of you, often.
I think about me, often.
I think about writing daily and exercising daily and sitting in my backyard talking to the chickens.
But I can’t. First, I need to finish my work tasks. I need to demand a day at the county fair. I need to get ready for the wedding. I need to not put on a pound in 11 days.
I don’t have a picture for you, but I have lots of good thoughts. I’m looking forward to the days before the wedding just so I can clean my house. But, before then–150 pounds of tomatoes to turn into sauce.
Oh, and before I depart–weddings are disgustingly expensive. But that’s a different post for another day.
4 thoughts on “I Miss You, My Friend”
I hope your wedding day is wonderful and that you enjoy the busy-ness of life. It is such a busy time of year evern without a wedding!
Congrats! Being married to my beautiful wife for the past 15 years has been one of the greatest blessings of my life. God bless you both.
Oh the exciting things life offers. Enjoy your wedding! Enjoy your tomatoes. We will be here for you, whenever you come back!