Hi Everybody!
This weekend was the worst. Being in a
foreign country is amazing, until you get sick. And then you're sick alone.
Don't get me wrong, I love my own company,
if I didn't I don’t think I could enjoy traveling so much. I am a good
explorer, If you don't want to do something with me it that's fine, I'll just
go on my own. I've never once gotten homesick on any of my travels, now before
you go there, I miss you all terribly, but that's not being homesick.
There's just something extra suckish about
staying in bed all day, and then realising that you have to make your own
chicken noodle soup or run to the pharmacy to get medicine or make your own cup
of lemon honey tea. And for the first time since being gone, I felt well and
truly alone in my one bedroom apartment simply wishing I had a roommate (for those of you that know
what went down, you know that I was really feeling it to be wishing for a
roommate). But you know what? In the end it was fine. Simply because all of you
were there, without physically being there.
Gardenia called and found out I was
sick and basically was ready in that instant to amazon prime me anything I
needed. Obviously my parents were good company, constantly checking in as
Doctor Mom. Kelly listened to me whine and Tanja sent me pictures of her German
sibling adventures even though she hates taking pictures. Kathleen facetimed
me, and I know she prayed for me to get better soon. And before I knew it, the
day wasn't so long, I had a good list of Netflix shows to get me through, and
the best constant stream of company.
So when Sunday rolled around and I had to
make a very long journey from my apartment to Balham to pick up my suit that
Jes had borrowed and left with her aunt for me to collect. I turned that four
hour journey into a mini adventure. Loaded up on lemsip and cough drops.
Stopped halfway on my hour and a half tube ride for the best pancakes ever in
Borough.
And when the hostess asked me how many people were coming, I simply
smiled and said "Just me." Because even though we're in different
time zones and countries, even though we're millions of miles away, you're
there right with me. The hostess can't see you, but I know that with a phone
call or a text message, I have a whole tribe at my ready. With love like that, I
simply can't feel alone.
Thank you all for being you.
Love you lots,
Carolyn
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