Hi K,
I made it home! A week ago today. The trip was amazing and I can see why you loved Italy so much but it was also amazing to be home and back in my own bed too. Back to my routine! Of course, that makes me think of Mom and how she loved everyone getting into a routine. She wasn’t wrong!
I’ve been meaning to write this last ‘postcard’ to let you know I’m home and to finish up my thoughts about the trip but for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I’ve blamed jet lag and work and errands and the Steelers – anything I could think of to push it off another day. The truth is that I think I just wanted to hold on to this trip that kept me connected to you for a little longer.
The other thing that keeps rattling around in my head is that the last thing I ever told you was that my flight made it to California. It was something like 4am Boston time so you didn’t see it until you woke up but we always let each other know when we made it places, that we were ok. So I sent the text so you’d be sure to know I was ok when you woke up. Such cruel irony.
Anyway, enough of that. I have to stop crying because the Steelers play the Ravens in a little bit and crying before that game is not helpful, though crying afterwards might be in order. We’ll see.
I have really enjoyed writing to you for this trip. I might keep it up and let you know what’s going on with me, in the world, whatever. I think it helps me. I’m also going to keep our plans for Paris when I turn 45. That’s a while away but I promise I’ll do it. And maybe I can remember some other plans we made and make sure to do those too. These were the big ones but I’m sure we had smaller ones we never did. We were always making plans. I liked that about us.
Well, off to put on my Juju jersey and hope for a miracle. If you guys have any pull wherever you are, please send some help to the Steelers. They could use it!
Love, B
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