Train[wreck] of thought

I suppose it’s a bit hypocritical of me to be upset that my friends are leaving Alaska when I was the first to do so… I guess in my rainbows and sunshine mind I figured things would always be as I left them whenever I went back to visit.

In the two years I’ve been gone (can we talk about how time has flown?), four of my friends have had a couple kiddos, I missed out on being a part of the bridal party in three weddings, two friends passed away, and my girls have all grown.

It’s as if my heart is in two places - almost as if I’m not really whole, even though, *dramatic sigh* he completes me.

That’s not really true, you know. The ‘he completes me’ bit. My favorite professor once told me that when half a person finds half a person - it never makes a whole - it makes a quarter. You end up either tearing each other down or changing because you don’t really know who you are. But when a whole person finds a whole, you truly do become one.

…There’s something very realistically romantic about that.