People Always Leave...

So, I'm back from my vacation, and everything went rather smoothly for the most part...our planes didn't crash...our house was still standing when we got home...all in all, I was very pleased.

Drew's family is everything I expected...the kind of people who stand up for what they believe in and who they care for. I see the relationship he has with his parents, like a friendship, only much more, and it makes me ache...I've never really had that with my parents, I'm just a child to them...and not one they seem particularly proud of. I love them, and I know they love me...it's just, different. I'm glad he has that kind of support system to fall on, makes it easier to understand how he could just pack up one day and move clear across the country...my mom was upset when I bought a house that was more than five minutes away from her...and claims she doesn't ever visit because it's so far away...it's about fifteen minutes away from her house. But at the same time, I have to take into account that she's from Thailand and their family structure was completely different...you don't move out until you get married, and sometimes not even then...and when she moved over to the states to start a family, it's understandable that she'd prefer her children not pack up and abandon her. I just wish I had her blessing sometimes...without that, it makes it hard for me to make decisions based on what's right for me, instead of what won't hurt her. I shouldn't reduce my personal goals for anyone, and no one who truly cares for me should be selfish enough to ask me to...but it's family...that's my family.


I also got to see my friend Krystle...I forget sometimes how much I miss that girl. But the minute we get together, even if it's been months since we last talked, it's like we never missed a beat...I miss that. I told her how she's been the friend who's never let me down and how much that's meant to me. She confessed to me that she hadn't been that good of a friend until she met me, and that for some reason, she never wanted to let me down. She knew the kind of friends I'd had before her and I think she needed to prove to me that not everybody is crap. I wish she lived here sometimes...but I know she's gotten so great because she's not here. It was one of those situations where she had to be removed from her norm to keep her from continuing down the path she was on...at least she thinks so...I think she's strong, and would've done it regardless, but her leaving allowed less opportunity to back slide. I just miss her and wish that she was around sometimes...I need her sometimes.