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Jet Lag and Bliss

Isn't it funny how Jet Lag can steal so much time from us?

Why do we feel tired from a time differene? Why does it feel like we are dragging out bodies around like zombies when we travel for long periods of time?

I am completely exhausted right now. But I cannot help but keep thinking about how I had the most wonderful time with my family. They surprised me with so many wonderful moments, and it was (as always) a trip to remember. We spent time wedding dress shopping, eating home cooked meals, sleeping in, staying up late, laughing, drinking wine, sitting by the fire, dreaming of the future, and spending time in each other's presence. It always feels like no time has passed and tons of time has passed all at once. I can't believe this time next year, I will be married to my best friend and that most of my siblings have also found that special someone. We are each on such separate journeys, yet we will always cross paths. How many people in life do you know that will always be there... my family is a unit made up of separate pieces. I have to work to remember that we are all living life the best way we can and striving to remember the others as we live.

I loved spending time with my grand parents and hearing their wisdom and laughter. I loved getting hugs from people I do not get to see often (especially my family). I loved spending a day in New York City. I loved the cold weather. I loved the warmth of the fire place on my face. I loved our crazy house that is constantly full of people (you wouldn't believe it). I loved oysters in Baltimore. I loved seeing my dad's new restaurant and eating an unbelievable meal at another one of his restaurants. I loved the home made eggnog my mom made me and my siblings. I loved dressing our tree together. I loved it all.

I also loved that when I got on a plane to leave I was sad to leave my family and home, and happy because I got to see my boy at the other end of the journey. Just giving him a hug and seeing his face made my sadness fade a little. I will always miss my family, but it is so wonderful to have a man who will take care of me and love me always. It is impossible to know which way to turn and where life is going to take us, but I feel so privileged to be able to do it together.

This may sound like my mindless exhaustion talking, and it probably is. I cannot begin to describe it to you. It is like being in a constant daze and never knowing what time it is. I have to start work again tomorrow... we will see how that goes! All I can say is I would not trade a second of exhaustion for missing anything. It is sublime exhaustion. It is pure bliss to stretch yourself too thin sometimes for the sake of spending every waking moment with the people you love. Maybe I'm crazy, but this tiredness makes me happy.

Goodnight dear friends. Sorry for taking some time away from here! I needed to be fully present while I was gone, and I hope you understand. Lots of pictures and thoughts to come this week :)
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