| November 19th, 2004 | Subteranian Homesick Blues |
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It’s nearly Thanksgiving and I want to go home. I want to have thirty or more people at my parent’s house, including my grandparents, aunts & uncles, cousins, dogs, cats, birds, all wanting dinner: martinis, turkey (3), stuffing, wild roots, mashed potatoes, veggies, cheesecake, pumpkin pie, apple pie, cherry pie, coffee, and whatever else. I want so much talking and shouting and wandering around that barely a minute goes by in which I have time to sit or eat. I want to help clean the house and worry that I’m not going to be done in time. I want to spend the late evening hours cleaning up after the big meal and I want to get up early(-ish) on Friday morning to help make breakfast for the returning troups. This is so silly but I am on the verge of tears today, or beyond, because I miss my family so much. Magstar started a mass email which has been circulating through our New York friends makes me feel even more away than before. It’s so wonderful, heartwarming and heartbreaking to hear about people’s plans, to reminisce about what food is best, who you’ll be with, and why this holiday is so full of love, I can hardly stand it. G-d, I am so 5! Posted in Friends & Family, General |
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November 22nd, 2004 at 2:43 pm
GIrl, don’t ever apologize for wanting to be with those you love and to be surrounded by laughter. It shows you appreciate the true finery of life. We all miss you too. And I love you no matter how far apart we are.
April 17th, 2005 at 8:22 pm
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