Dear Lovely Reader,
It seemed about time to leave the xanga train, and update my virtual space. It’s also just in time for what I hope will be some blog-worthy times in Hong Kong.
I’ve also actually moved… I’d lived in The Old House for over 6 years, and just moved to a new townhouse in a great location – there’s a basketball court, pool, and park about 50 yards away.
Still, change is tough for me. On moving day, I texted one of my friends “Remind me never to do this again!” It wasn’t just the amount of work, though there was a lot. I had great help – my small group took the night to help move boxes, and many friends camed to help pack and unpack. Leaving is always hard. I remember the sinking feeling as we pulled away from first-house-I-remember to move to my parents’ current house. It’s one of my only memories of being 10 years old.
I’ve changed, too. I’ve got a lot more experience under my belt, and I’m wiser for it. As I think about it though, what I most hope is that I love better now than I did before. And not love in the sappy way, but in the care-about-people-even-if-I-don’t-necessarily-like-you way, the tell-you-how-I-appreciate-you way, or the still-tell-you-the-truth-because-I-love-you way.
On a still-important, but cute video note – the biggest change in our family this year is a new member – heretofore referred to as the ladybug. You can see why. She’s pretty awesome.