Out of Excuses


Ever since I have returned home from my three month long stay in Greece I haven't made a single effort to contact the people I met and grew close to while I was there. There, I said it! I have made so many excuses as to why I haven't attempted an e-mail or ANYTHING to let these girls know that I love them and miss them, and now I feel that there is no excuse left. Is that odd? It's like life was on hold while I was gone, and when we came back it was almost as if I never even left. Life just started back up and I went into the flow of American life-- driving, running errands, working out, applying for jobs.... It seems as though life in Greece wasn't really life at all because it was so different. I mean the pace, the energy, the people, the communication, the location, the overall lifestyle was sooo different that I feel like it didn't even exist.

Greece DID, in fact, happen. Bottom line. Just this last weekend Isaiah and I were on a day trip to the beach with his brother, sister-in-law and darling niece. On the ride over Amber told me that we hadn't told them any stories about our time in Greece... That really got me thinking. I was able to recall some stuff that could constitute a "good story," and I think the more I processed her comment the more I wanted to remember-- to look at the pictures and reminisce. Greece did happen. I enjoyed it in many ways and struggled in others, but for some reason it is hard for me to make those contacts with the people who made the experience.

Now that I have this all out in print...I think I am avoiding hearing from the girls because I want to be there again-- hanging out on the beach, playing pool at the wee hours of the morning (getting free drinks from the bartender because we're the only chicks there : )), and just simply talking and taking delight in our differences. I miss them and I miss the time we shared and I know that that is a once in a lifetime thing-- I will never again experience Greece the way I did with them there. Does any of this make sense? I don't want it to sound like psycho-babble but maybe I'm avoiding e-mailing these girls who mean so much to me because I ___fill in the blank___ . I don't know! What I do know is that tomorrow is a new day, and tomorrow I will e-mail them this crazy blurp that has beem milling around in my head for the last few days. Sound good?