Not posting regularly is death for a blog, but i have been too busy. Not that i don't get that nagging feeling about having to post, but it's not unlike the nagging guilt i had (have?) because of growing up Catholic.
The Land & the Sea and I went to Disneyworld last week. i had been planning the trip for months, and once we were on the plane, i had sudden concern that it was a bad idea going with one adult. i fear i am not as patient as i should be, and know that a trip like this demands greater patience than usual. Within a day, my fears were alleviated- it was better than i could have planned. We had moments of stress, to be expected given the long days walking around parks and eating junk food, but overall it was fun, and magical, to use a cliche. Even the Land, usually stoic, skipped as we walked through the parks and smiled when encountering the characters.
We also visited my brother and sister-in-law. Seeing them, especially my sister-in- law, creates anxiety in me because of a conflict we had years ago over something i said. She is very sweet, and i am sure she holds no grudge, but it still causes me to be very cautious about what i say. In spite of that, it went well and i am glad that the Land & Sea were able to see and be seen by them.
The Land & the Sea left them with this: they were commenting to my brother and sister-in-law as we were leaving that they missed their home. My sister-in-law then asked if they liked my house, and the Land replied, "I meant our REAL home."
That stayed with me for a few hours...not sure i am fully over it.
