Sunday, September 27, 2009
It was a lovely day.
Living so far away from my loved ones makes me appreciate ANYONE I recognize so much more--when I go home to Madison and run into someone from high school, even if I didn't know them very well, I get excited and greet them enthusiastically. Oftentimes they won't return the enthusiasm, and it takes me a few moments of trying not to be offended to remember that they see familiar faces all the time. Los Angeles is a sea of self-involved strangers, and connecting with people is difficult. Everyone here feels like an outsider, so there is no one to welcome you to the neighborhood--they don't feel like they belong either.
My mind still travels back to that sunny, pastoral paradise that was our wedding site, especially when I am stuck in traffic. I miss the green hills and the wonderful people that gathered with us to celebrate life and love.