Great weekends must come to a end, but I wish they didn't.
I haven't had much time to write because last week felt like the world was crashing around me. Family deaths push you into this awkward situations where nothing really makes sense. So I chose to not write since anything I did would be depressive and make you all just worry.
I think being in your childhood home makes everything better, surrounded by familiarity, friends you've had for years and the family who knows you better than anyone. Corny dad jokes when he says your his favourite daughter ( forgetting the fact your his only daughter), rollarblading on a shoreroad path- feeling the wind in your hair and smelling the lake water just beside you and sad goodbyes which leave you sititng on a kitchen counter crying when it's all over.
Summer is here lovelies with its twists and turns.
vb
I love you! xoxox
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