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[terrypurple73]

I almost teared up when my mom left me at the security checkpoint at the airport today, just like I would always cry when I left home to go back to college. And when I got to the gate lobby, I was actually a little surprised to see that the screen said my flight was going to Denver. In my head, I should have been going to Omaha, so I got kind of disappointed. So now I'm back in my house in Denver, not feeling that excited to be here, and crying because I miss everyone from this weekend already. It was another one of those gatherings where everyone was so happy, and a few of us could forget that we don't live near each other any longer. Can you even imagine if I could spend time with these dear friends in person on a regular basis, instead of only having irregular phone calls? They said I started it, this trend of moving away from Omaha. And the thing is, even if I moved back, there are friends there, but not the whole crowd, which is what I want. I have a life out here that I love so very much, but when I come back from Omaha or other Creighton-group gatherings, I miss that other life quite a bit. I love the laughing that I can do with these friends, the sharing and the care that we give each other. I'm not sure that's even what I want, to move back to Omaha, but it's awfully tempting after this weekend of good time together. My house here is so empty right now, and what I want is for Jess, Katie, Mana, and Vicky to be sitting in my living room with me. I probably wouldn't be so emotional if they were, and even if I was, they'd be here with me.

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[clairdeluney.livejournal.com]

Oh my Terry! I completely understand.

This past May, my aunt drove me through Furman on our way back to Atlanta. We went by my old apartment, F-201, and I nearly started crying. But I realized that Anne and Mer weren't there. They would actually be at the wedding I was going to a week later. It's funny how we think about places we've had great memories in, and how they should just be frozen in time.

It's weird for me now. I live with some super nice people, but I keep thinking it should be Anne and Mer, and Allison and Stacie will drop by. Mostly because they were the last people I lived with in an apartment. The mind does crazy things.

**many hugs** Here's hoping to some great memories made by the future :)

[jylllynn.livejournal.com]

The fun thing about living in Omaha is that people occasionally visit here, so you get to see them more often than when you're in Denver.

Oddly enough, I felt similarly about being back in the Twin Cities. I have really good friends there and my church is there and my political soul has more than 5 kindred spirits there. I thought about it long and hard on the drive back and had a little cry about it, but I think I'll stay in Omaha for a bit longer.

[katydidsmile.livejournal.com]

I want to be in your living room, too. It's really hard being so far away from so many best friends. I just don't have friends in St. Louis like the ones from CU. We need to catch up wife.

Aloha

[pueo77.livejournal.com]

You made it impossible to leave you messages on your most recent post so therefore here I am.

I can't say that I know much about what you're going through. Honestly, I've been a rather bad friend and not been reading other folks journal posts... much less adding to my own.

In any case, all I can say is what probably will end up sounding empty and cliché but here goes:

Things will get better. Your life will go on and you will be stronger. You are hurt now. I know I can't understand the depth of that hurt. I am not you. You who has the heart that could reach out and love the world if you you could somehow be in all those places at once. Of course, such a giving heart is that much more open to being hurt. Even super heroes have their weaknesses.

Still, this too will pass and your life will be forever changed and colored by experiences that both have enriched and harmed you. This is the way life's experiences go. No rain, no rainbows.

So here again I offer you my virtual hug. I know electrons are not nearly as comforting as a genuine physical squeeze but for now I hope this will ease the pain... maybe a little.

Aloha ~P