2006-03-19

Spring has sprung and break is over

I was sitting here at my computer yesterday watching pictures of my beautiful Jacqui flash across the screen in a slideshow when this song came on my Chantal Kreviazuk called Flying Home.

Its hard to let you go
You've always let me in
And helped with all the endings
And you know where to begin
I need you here for me
Cause you always know my heart
I cant believe we'd change
Or have to be apart
But if you've seen the love that's in her eyes
Then everything is good
And if you know the way she felt inside
She's flying where she should
I never believed we'd ever live to see
An angel being born and flying home
Its good to know your laugh
And you'll always hold my hand
And watch from up in heaven
And always understand
We'll take you down the road
And in everything we do
We'll know how much you love us
A soul that's kind and true.
But if you've seen the love that's in her eyes
Then everything is good
And if you know the way she felt inside
She's flying where she should
I never believed we'd ever live to see
An angel being born and flying home

Jacqui really was an angel on earth. I miss her so much (which is weird having never met her in person), but I feel her all around me ... especially at times like yesterday with her pictures there in front of me and the coincidence (?) of a song like that playing to let me know that she's watching.

It's spring here. The rain turning all things green and leaving that scent hanging in the air... damp earth, and green. It's pretty and the chill in the air from the rain is actually comforting. You can snuggle under the covers and just breath deep. There are things I should be doing, but it's nice to be engulfed in thoughts and feelings and peace.

I'm missing my mom and sister. I took them to the airport yesterday and cried on the way home. It's hard living so far away sometimes, but I know I wouldn't appreciate them nearly as much if I lived righ next to them. So now that I've indulged myself, I need to get back to the studying and the paper writiing and all that other junk... spring break is over.

kellbelle at 11:50 a.m.

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