entry #6

dear depression diary,

sorry for my absence. I was honestly enjoying myself, uninterrupted.

this past weekend, one of my best friends and her (but really our, lol) son came to visit me and the little humans. before their arrival, I was wondering how I would get through the weekend with THREE little humans in my house. my two are a handful by themselves! needless to say, I was so happy to have them both here. the little humans danced their butts off the first night and taught all of us some new dance moves. my (not) boyfriend spent the weekend with us and served as the punching bag for three and a half days, he’s such a good sport.

we took the little humans on the train and spent most our first afternoon together in Washington D.C. we toured some of the capitol buildings and then made our way to Good Stuff Eatery for a late lunch. when the little humans grew tired of the cold (and of us dragging them around the city), we headed home for a second dance party followed by bedtime stories. once the little humans were asleep, we had an adult movie night with some vino and laughs. The next 48 hours was spent with a gourmet brunch at home, a road trip to VA, hibachi and sushi with the little humans (they loved the fire and the water bottle that looked like a baby peeing on them), early morning cuddles, and one last lunch before I dropped her off at the airport.

I was so sad to see them go.

but we have made plans for the summer and I cannot wait to be reunited with them again. they are my forever family, and I love them always.

lesson of the day: enjoy the all the moments, and the people you get to share them with. family isn’t always blood, but it is forever.

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