A weekend visit.

I went back to my hometown to watch some family get hitched this weekend. At the wedding, I ended up taking the pictures. I can’t wait to get to edit them. The wedding was nice and simple. I am so happy for her and new little family. I was them nothing but happiness as the start this new chapter of their lives.

While I was out there, I got to hang with 2 of my best friends. That helped my very worn down self. I feel so much more human again. I didn’t know how much a meal and some good conversation with people who love the real you can be. These are the kind of friends who are there for you no matter what and you can go months with out talking to, when you do it is all the same. Like go to Ashlee Simpson concert with you and ride all the way to Austin in a car with you and your ex boyfriend who bought the tickets will call for your birthday. (BTW, the ex-boyfriend in said story is now my husband, so we were broke for all of a week.) Or sleep in the trauma icu waiting room when you wrap your car around a tree. I love them, and need to make more time to be with them. This being an adult married with kids phase is hard.

I am home now and glad to be I missed Ian. Ollie went with me, he is kinda my little shadow. I like him though so I guess, I will remember this is all a temporary phase. I hope that this trip home made that revived my spirit will help me squash the last bit of the off feeling I have been battling.

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About TexasBobbi

Chronic Over-sharer with Schizoaffective bipolar type. Catholic Convert, Wife, Mother, Texas Aggie, Whovian.
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