nicole

I'm really looking forward to my vacation. I can't wait. Nothing calms my spirit like a break from the insainty of my everyday life. Granted, lately life has been pretty mellow, since I've been on maternity leave... but still, the stresses of life lately are just getting me down, and I know I shouldn't let them. A trip always leaves me feeling refreshed and ready to take on the world again. And it will be great to see the one I love, and my best friend, as well as my old roommates, again. I miss them all terribly. However, I'm not looking forward to the airport. I hate airports.
I'm starting to think that I'm slowly being forgotten by those that I love... like I'm a distant, fading memory. One of those memories that you think of occasionally... but as time goes on, you think of it less and less... and then one day... the memory is just gone. Not necessarily forgotten intentionally... but forgotten none the less.
I think this is becoming one of my biggest fears... to be forgotten.