Thirteen

Day Thirteen:  I like my Blue Jeans Blue

Today was the first day in a while that I recognised our family’s friend group and really spoke to them as an adult.  It was the first time I’ve ever had a glass of wine in one hand and a valid point and opinion in the other for people who are not necessarily related to me, but have known me since..well, before birth.  I can guarantee you they have never seen me for more than just a quiet teenager, an enthusiastic school child, and so on.  I’m here people, I know things, and now that I’m old enough to tell you about it don’t think I’m just going to chat about anything.  It is so important to me to know these people in their real lives, not just as my parents’ friends.  We had a house full of personalities to say the least.

It reminds me of when we were younger and our family would get together with their close friends and their children, and it would be a large house of conversations and laughter and playing.  It was always a playful attitude, but I was always a little older than everyone, a little quieter, a little more invested in the adult conversation.  I cannot wait to be a host, to have parties, and…entertain?  To just do that.  To have friends who will come together and drink wine and eat cheese dip.  I’ve had a taste of this…”culture,” and I want more.

I’ve never expected anything more than to continue to live life surrounded by people whom I love and love me.  Despite busy schedules,  insufficient funds, distance and more, I have faith that I have and will continue to spend time with the people who mean the most to me.  If I have to wait until I have my own stable housing situation to actually “host” a house party then so be it, doesn’t mean I can’t bring the party with me.

In fabulous news, we found a copy of King Lear.  It took forever, thank god for Zoe and the internet.

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