Waiting Silently for Me

Um, I’m having A LOT of fun here.
I love it, but at the same time, it’s a little disconcerting.
Went to the temple this morning with a friend.
The drive to Orlando was wonderful.
That’s still my favorite temple, you know.  Manhattan is terrific, but I hadn’t been to Orlando in nearly seven years. I missed it, and I didn’t realize how much until I saw it, then I was inside, and all these memories came flooding from when I used to attend the temple at least monthly since August 2000.

I went to a birthday party this evening, where I saw some familiar, friendly faces. Man, the same feelings I had for the temple, I had for these people. Also, they made me stuff my piehole until I was in pain. Y’all, the love language of the South (and most Asian homes) is food. Food is the way to go.

And so, now maybe I have to speak in church on Sunday. I’m not sure how that happened.

This is so much more comfortable and welcoming and … fun than I expected.

It feels pretty good to be home.

Tomorrow, we go to the beach. Frank will join us. Yay. It’s been over a year since I’ve seen that dork. Man, I love that kid.

Friends back in NYC, maybe you should break out your aloe reserves, just in case. This body has not seen the sun in ages.

2 thoughts on “Waiting Silently for Me

  1. Man, so close but yet so far! Orlando is right around the corner…

    Glad you had a good time and got to visit the fam!

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