I'm sitting at my desk thinking of how badly I'd like to be in Charleston - where our love story started, where Sean's wonderful family is, where it's warm and the sun is shining and people are friendly.
Then I think of how much I can't wait to go to Long Island, to celebrate weddings of beautiful friends that I've known for years, to hang out with my sister and awesome family and amazing friends, to go to my favorite bagel place. I also hope to catch a Yankee game because I miss the Stadium SO MUCH.
Then I think about how excited I am for our engagement photos this weekend, to capture really nice photos and memories of the first place we lived together, our adorable neighborhood, in an awesome city. A place neither of us had any knowledge about or experience with up until a month before moving here (when we came to find an apartment). Though its sometimes been a struggle here (being homesick, missing events I'd love to be at back home), it also will hold a special place in my heart, something I know we'll look back on for years to come and smile.
I feel super lucky to be torn in so many different directions, having so many people and places to love. I'd feel much luckier if I owned a private jet to shuttle me to and from them at a moments notice. Unfortunately that isn't the case, but very fortunately I'll be traveling quite a bit this summer, visiting everyone and all the places I love. Though I'll be settling for Southwest instead of a private jet, it'll get the job done, and I can't wait.
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| The Old Stadium |
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