Monday, February 21, 2011

Excerpts from my frustrations

Oh how I miss you. And I swore I never would. I hate that I miss you but still I do. With your funny names for us. For us. What an incredible concept. Us. Together. It was this time last year I felt scorned by you but I think you loved. I would know more fully if I knew what that meant. Come back. Please come back. Show again your simplicity. Your community. Your care for others. The way you set up conversations. Times for fun. Times for learning. For challenging. I hate that I spurned you. That there were times I turned my back on you. What I would do to rewind and begin my short but memorable and delightful time with you. For the projects we did. For the late nights. For the brilliance you surrounded me with. For your patience when I stumbled. For your hand of guidance in teaching me to live with others not like me. For teaching me new skill sets and setting me up with new friends. But where did you go? You left me as abruptly as you found me. I yearn for more but you have hidden your face. Will you ever come back, even if only to say hey?