five years old

So I've been home for twenty-four hours now and I'm still not quite sure what to say about being back. Yes, sleeping in my own bed for the first time in weeks was great. Then again I think that I my body was in some serious need of sleep. Not only was I busy every day that I was gone, but I don't think that I slept for more than an hour or so during the final eighteen hours that I was in the air. For some reason I just can't seem to fall asleep on a plane. I think that it has something to do with not being able to fully stretch out. Then there is the small matter of all that background noise.

All that I managed to do yesterday was take nine rolls of film in to be developed and then get some food to eat. Yes, I still take photographs the old fashioned way. I like to being able to physically hold a photo rather than just seeing it on a computer screen. Yes, I know that those can also be printed out, but for now I am content with using a traditional camera.

The highlight for today was my niece's five year old birthday party. It was just my immediate family in attendance and I think that this was the first time in months that we have all gotten together. My brother and fiancee had picked Hope and I up at the airport yesterday, but the conversation at the time was a little subdued. Today we could actually sit back and talk some more about the trip.

My mom was happy with the boomerang that I had bought for her, but was slightly disappointed with the opal ring that my sister had gotten for her. Everyone else was interested in the Australian money that I had saved and the jar of Vegemite that I had bought. Soon I'll get to tell all of my Australian stories again when I get my photos back.

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I wonder what the world must seem like to the mind of a five year old. I don't think that I could think of a happier person than my niece. She ran to give me a hug when she saw me yesterday and it wasn't because I had a birthday present for her. It seems that she was just that excited to see me and I didn't know that I played that big of a role in her life. Maybe that has something to do with only seeing her about once a month. I could be wrong though.

 
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