I propose that this is a universal truth: It is easier to leave than to be left.
Obviously in romantic relationships it rings true, but I think even in our friendships and family ties this is true. When my sister Kellene came and visited me recently, it shocked me how sad I was when she left. When Roan sped off to the airport, my heart had a big sad face. Every time Anson goes out-of-town I start feeling melancholy a few days before in anticipation of his absence. And now – summer. I love this summer I do but my closest friends have all chosen this weekend to bail from NYC, and with Roan gone I suddenly feel….left.
I know – I need to chose nicer friends who would never dream of going on vacation without me. I’m going to explore that.
We are actually going on our own family vacation here pretty soon so I’m not a total pathetic sad mess. And Roan is coming home on Sunday (not soon enough). Actually, that’s the plan but judging from the iChat sessions we’ve had as well as the various pictures I’ve been sent of my son….I’m wondering if he’ll actually agree to leave the Good-Times King and Queen of St. Louis. They have truly gone overboard in entertaining that kid. He’s at Six Flags today, shopped at a mall yesterday (his big dream – we don’t do malls here), has gone to a zoo, a pool, a children’s museum, some place that has a 10-story slide (!), eaten at Chili’s and had Sophia to pose with as if they were cool unaffected fifteen-year-olds. I mean. Would you come back to hang with me after that?
Please don’t answer that.
Another universal truth: It is better to be overwhelmed with purpose, than to have nothing to do.
It’s been almost too easy with just the twins. I know that sounds dumb. But I kind of miss having the constant pull and tug of someone needing something from me constantly. I’m not an entirely crazy person, I do enjoy quiet time (like now – showered, house is clean, I’ve eaten breakfast and I have time to write. What??) but that feeling of being overwhelmed with purpose, knowing I have 20 things to do and I will actually only get to 2 of them, is a little comforting. And I’ll admit there have a been a few times where I’ve sat down and thought…
“What do I do now?”
And believe me that has not happened often in recent memory. But the upside is that Anson and I have been able to order out for dinner, watch movies, and act like we’ve got the house to ourselves which is pretty cool. So, one more universal truth: there’s usually an upside to every downside.
Alright. I could be reaching there. Any brilliant truths you can share with me? Give ’em up in the comments.