May 25, 2010

My heart.

My heart is hurting to go back to Ireland.

This time last year, Baxter was over helping me rearrange my suitcase. I had way too many clothes that I wanted to take, most of them on the floor of my bedroom. Mom had been trying to help, and David and Rachael before that, and it was a fail all the way around. I can't pack a suitcase to save my life. Way to save the day, Bax.

It was the beginning of an adventure. I went to sleep with a full and excited heart, ready to go the next day.

I made my bed and cleaned up my room as best as possible, knowing that I would want it decently clean when I came home. I had no idea it would be the last time I walked out of that room.

I miss Ireland. I miss the people, I miss my team. I watched P.S. I Love You tonight with Apartment 5. Love it.

2 comments:

  1. I was thinking about you and last year's interns when we were sending off a new group of interns this past week! Ireland is open for next summer you know, and we would love to have you back!!! ;-)

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  2. I would LOVE to! Hope everything went well with the send-off and that you are able to relax a bit!

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