driving my sister to the airport tonight I realized… I wasn’t ready for her to leave. how ironic is that? I honestly, really enjoyed her this trip. we laughed, we cried, we complained about our parents, we giggled with my son, we had fun. serious amounts of it. an almost unfair amount.
leaving her at the airport was hard. I love that we live in the day and age that even if you live 3000 miles away… you’re just a plane ride away… but it still sucks. I wish she lived closer. I would love to see her more often… and now that I have little g… even more so. because I think family is important… and I hate the fact that ours lives so far away. but enough of my tiny violin. I’m really happy we got to spend the time we had together… I missed her like crazy.
she made my son laugh. for the first time. it was an amazing moment. I looked at her and I was like, “did he just laugh?” and she was like, “I’m pretty sure he did.” we both sat there dumbfounded for a minute and then, just like that… he did it again! he’s been doing it every now and then ever since. one of the best sounds ever, fyi… and I’m so glad heather was here to experience it.
I miss her already… we miss her already. can’t wait until next time.