...happened to me on Thursday.
This week marked the end of the quarter not only for those of us at Hogwarts but also for college students around the country. Many of last year's seniors are now home on Fall Break, and a few of them dropped by school early in the week to say hello. Their reappearances made the sadness of Trish being gone fresh again.
Let me make this clear: I have missed and missed and missed her every single minute of every single freaking day since she left in August. She (and all of My People, for that matter) is so much more than a good friend. I love love LOVE her. And it makes me sad all over again whenever I walk down what used to be their hallway and no one is sitting there.
So I was feeling pretty bummed out all week. Then Thursday came, and I just wanted to go home and sort out my life and write letters and sleep. I was still thinking about this halfway through Swing Choir-my seventh class of the day-when the door opened, and in came My Favorite Canadian, who happens to attend the same school as...wait...
And then, ladies and gentlemen, TRISH CAME THROUGH THE DOOR.
I feel really bad for everyone in the room with me and in the classroom below me, because I screamed and ran straight to them. And I shed some eye water. A lot, actually.
I had no idea they were coming. It was just the most wonderful surprise. I still haven't gotten over my excitement.
Both of them came to rehearsal, where Jessicaaaaa made her equally unexpected entrance. De-Facto Mongolian Sweetheart got pretty emotional when that happened-the two of them are like sisters. I didn't let Trish out of my sight the whole time because I was worried she'd disappear. But she didn't-the three of them stayed until halfway through rehearsal. I won't be seeing her for a while, I think. She and My Favorite Canadian are driving back tomorrow.
When I came home I got her letter telling me that she was coming. To be honest, I'm really glad it didn't come earlier. I rather like surprises, especially when they have red hair.
Sweetness
ReplyDeleteIf you wanted to do a tutorial on clouds, some of us old folks might be interested.
ReplyDeleteSurprises are often wrapped in red hair.
ReplyDeleteAbz: you, my dear, are sweetness.
ReplyDeleteMs. Moon: I would, but I'd have no idea what I was talking about. That might be counterproductive.
FG: I thought of you as I typed that out. It must be fun to be a ginger. I imagine it as akin to being a unicorn.