It's June 11th now, and I'm back in the states. I came in as a surprise for my mom's 49th birthday and she totally cried when she opened me out of a box. So far, I've spent time with everyone in my family from Dublin, and currently await my dad to come in a week.
It's kinda crazy to be here because even though I've been gone for so long, and I expected everything to be different- it's all strangely the same. Kelsey, Alana, Andy and I all went swimming yesterday, and it was like any other day in Dubln. I saw my in-laws and had lunch with them, and it was all the same.
Maybe living in Germany had me fooled to thinking I changed? I felt different getting on that double-decker plane home, and yet being here now feels like I was only gone for a weekend. On the flip-side, I miss Germany. My facebook feeds keeps me posted on all the going-ons with my friends and neighbors, and I sorta wish I were there with them. It's tough to think that Matt and I have already been there for 7 months. We only have a little over two years left and I'm starting to feel flustered about that. Perhaps I was a bit hasty about not wanting to stay in Germany. Now that I know for sure my family will always be the same, and that my hometown won't ever let me down, I think I could live oversea's for a more permanent time period.
Since it's only been five days, and I've only seen a handful of friends and all of my family (including a Giants game), I am now on a mission to see more than I've seen in a long time. I used to be so afraid of leaving the tri-valley area that I would complain about a 20 minute drive to get somewhere really cool. Now, I want to go to the city on a whim, see Half Moon Bay with my pup, and be outdoors as much as possible. Even though I miss Matt dearly because he's in training, I am living up life while I can.
