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Wednesday Update: 02/20/08

We’re on the countdown now…the countdown for the China trip and then the pending move. So much going on – I just haven’t had much time to stop and write. There are so many details to think about…and I find myself just wanting to sit and enjoy being ‘normal’ with Matt. Of course, those days and moments are fleeting…there is just too much to do. I feel pretty torn about it. I want to just enjoy the time we have together, but on the same time, I know I have to stay on top of the packing and preparations. Just think about all the arrangements that need to be made when moving…then add a trip to China in the midst…and don’t even get me started on returning home to an empty and packed up house. My head and heart are full of emotions…

Last week we celebrated Valentine’s Day quietly at home together. Of course, I had made the traditional heart shaped cookie…his favorite. This year I looked up the Chinese symbol for Love and put that on there. It’s always a challenge to put something new and creative on Matt’s Valentine’s cookie! I thought the Chinese was pretty clever, if I do say so myself. And it didn’t turn out too bad either! Go figure.

Saturday night we had a small get together with friends – one last little shin-dig before he leaves. We had a great time hanging out and catching up with everyone. I know Matt will sorely miss them all while he is gone, but is looking forward to having a big bash when he comes home with all of our friends and families. In fact, if you are reading this and want to come – please mark your calendar for June 7th. We’ll be having an all afternoon/evening come and go open house to welcome him home. He is already thinking ahead to that time and how much fun it will be to see everyone…and how much he hopes there are many changes to celebrate.

This week we are also making final arrangements to ship the Trans Am down to Florida. It will likely be gone in the next few days. While it is completely wonderful that we actually got it sold, and the money will be so timely for the trip and moving expenses…it will be so hard to watch it go. There are so many changes coming…I can’t truly express the way I feel about them. Bittersweet. I’m sure eventually there won’t be quite such a lump in my throat about it all…but right now, it feels kind of raw.

I look at this picture on my desk of Jay, Chad and Matt with the Trans Am and get pretty choked up. It’s not just the car…it’s the good times with the car, and with our friends. I see these friends, standing by Matt and I just swell with gratitude. Their love, their support, their true, true friendship – they mean so much to us both. I know that guys don’t say it…but observing them together; the laughter, the smiles, the knowing looks, the hand shakes, the shoulder squeezes…the feelings are evident to me. Saturday was just another shining example of the tremendous love and support he has from his friends. There is a lot of love there – and I am so grateful, so thankful. Matt and I are very blessed to have so many wonderful friends, and I’m glad we got to spend some time with a bunch of them on Saturday night. I can’t wait until we are all together again!


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