A different friend had told me that although I was excited it was hard for her and to be gracious to my friends. I had something to look forward too but they were loosing something they loved. I smiled thankful for her kindness. In my exhaustion I didn't really know what to think. I loved them but knew I needed to go to my other home.
However, 3 days later as I held one of my friends in my hands and felt her body tremble and shake through the tears the sadness hit me. It was like unintentionally she was starting a river inside of me too. Her words were "It's hard to say goodbye to good friends, but I'll see you next year." In my heart of hearts I don't know if I'll come to NWA next year. I will miss my friends but so much will happen in a year. It's unrealistic for me to expect them to stop their worlds for a week or two while I'm home.
I'm not sure if it was sadness or fear that overtook me or grief and loss for us both but all I wanted was ICE CREAM. Just like in every chick flick. I probably gained 10 lbs in two weeks but none on vacation only preparing. ICE CREAM at first was my go to until I remembered wait my fathers words are way sweeter than any ice cream could be and spent more time with him instead.
