I'm back... dog tired, but safe at home. I promise to give full wedding details soon as I recover.

Today I found myself wishing there was a way to miniaturize my friends. Make them the size of action figures. That way I could take my "pocket pals" with me when I travel. In order to share those moments we all have when we think "how much so & so would have loved that!" I could just picture propping one up in the plane window. Pointing below at the moment before reaching Manchester Airport when there is nothing but trees and scattered homes. And saying "see this is why I left you to move north."

The weekend was so amazing and I love being with people with whom I share history (besides my family). It's such a rare thing in my life. And sometimes I wish I could get them all to move here but then they wouldn't be truly them. I realize now that if I left here I also wouldn't be truly me. So I recommit to making sure I make firm plans to travel to DC to see them every year in order to keep those bonds strong. It is also good for me to get my dose of city life, culture, cuisine and socializing to honor the spirit of who I was in my twenties.