For example:
- We have a(nother) new roommate (bringing the total population of our three-bedroom apartment to FIVE women for the next five weeks). This new roommate has a MAC notebook (laptop, for those of you not Mac literate.) It's white, just like Dana's old one. It "breathes", just like Dana's old one. Seeing it sitting around the apartment makes me very very homesick for Dana.
- At school three days a week we have after school beginning gymnastic classes. Just walking past the room where the class is held and seeing the little girls doing all the same exercises (just in Spanish) as another little girl used to do them makes me very very homesick for Holly. How's life going in teenager land?
- Every year there's a huge garage sale that the missionary population of Lima has- as different families come and go. Last year we got some great things for very cheap. This year I was thrilled to find (squeamish males look away) boxes and boxes and boxes of the exact kind of feminine hygiene product i need- and each box for only ONE SOL!!!! (That's about 30 cents, folks... when a little 8 pack of OB down here costs 13 soles... these boxes of 24 and 40 were going for ONE SOL!!!!) It was a gift from the Tampon Fairy- and made me miss two very dear cousins... I won't embarrass them by naming names. :)
- The same new roommie previously mentioned also brought dvds of the Anne of Green Gables movies, and we watched the first movie over the weekend. It's been awhile since i've seen them, and it made me miss my one-time kindred spirit. I hope she's doing well with her husband and (hopefully still alive) brain-damaged cat. Mwaouw.
- Same roommie is from the Warsaw IN area (yeah small world) and mentioned tonight at dinner that she had gone up to see Chicago at the Elkhart County Fair... and that just made me homesick for Indiana long summer days and for everyone i've ever gone to the Fair with...
We are experiencing something like that, except about our dog. With Zoe dying 2 weeks ago, many things make us think of her. I miss the sound of her nails clicking back and forth when I am cooking. I miss her face in the window when I come home. All kinds of moments throughout the day make me wonder if a day will go be without us thinking of her.
ReplyDeleteLast night we all wept because of a thunderstorm. Zoe normally is clicking back and forth between our rooms, trying to crawl under furniture and kept us all awake. I would sleep in the lazy boy, so she could lay under the foot rest.
But not last night. Last night we just saw the lightning and heard the thunder. There was no big dog reminding us that she needed our comfort, and to protect us. It was unbearable.