Just me and EM, sittin’ around opening gifts.
This past weekend I played national traveller and flew to Hamilton, Ontario, to surprise one of my best friends for her 30th birthday. I booked the trip weeks ago, but didn’t tell any of my girlfriends back east about my plans. Keeping this secret was very, very hard, and I felt the words that would reveal it bubble up in my throat many times over in various e-mail and phone conversations. The excitement was just too much to bear!
I arranged the whole thing with my friend’s parents, who picked me up at the airport and then graciously carted me around to their home, the requisite stop at the liquor store, and then, finally, EM’s party. Needless to say, when I popped in the doorway, EM was absolutely astounded. All week I had been playing up my depression about not being able to attend and how much I was going to miss not being at her party – and then, surprise! I wish I had it all on tape – the shocked looks that turned to total and utter excitement that then turned into hugs, squealing, and jumping up and down like giddy six-year-olds. No one could believe I made the trip, and everything went exactly as I planned. Parfait!
Getting to see all my girlfriends (and PP and NB!) was such a treat, as I miss them always. And, even though I have been here for almost three years, it never gets old finding out that the distance doesn’t matter one bit. I feel as close to my friends as I ever have, and that’s a fantastic thing! Happy Year 30, EM!