i've been staring at a blank page and blinking cursor for a long while now. replaying the many scenes of last week.
the hugs, the tears, the laughter, the fist bumps and high fives, the D-mom insisting you take her crackers and makes you sit until you feel better, the eye rolls, the 3am conversations that don't quite make sense but mean the world, the inside jokes, the introductions that go like this "hi! i'm shay! great to finally meet you" *blank stare* *lightbulb moment* "oh you mean justsamechanges?" "yup, yup that's what i mean" *hugging ensues*, the beeps and alarms that, for once aren't yours, the Perkins run at 2 in the morning, and even the prayers.
all of it.
all of the little moments that turn online into offline, strangers into friends and friends into family. i am lucky to be able to say i have one heck of a family-both my blood family and my insulin family.
|some of my insulin family.|
*photo belongs to Kerri. i just borrowed it from FB*
i have much more to write, many more stories to tell, but first i need another nap and a big glass of water. both of which i did not have enough of this week. but seriously, you don't go to FFL to catch up on sleep or drink water, especially when there's red drink and diet dr. pepper (aka-filth to a wonderful Aussie named Simon)