Assess the sitch-e-a-tion.

My family got home on Monday evening and I nearly lost it when I saw them.  Absence still makes the heart grow fonder and that saying is definitely not going anywhere anytime soon.  They traveled for the weekend to Arkansas to see my cousin-in-law graduate high school.  So proud of her and excited to see what she accomplishes with her bright future!

Looking back, I should have gone to be there, too.  The defense that I presented to myself at the time was that I had to work Saturday and the trip back from Houston wouldn't have been nearly as gruelling as a trip back from Arkansas to be back here in time to catch some "Z's" and clock in for an "all day-er."

I really missed them, though, and I realized I should have tried a little harder to go with them.  The Dave show was great, and even though I got to meet really cool peeps--oh, and b-t-dubs, I no longer am confused about whether or not it's okay that I'm in my 30's and still a DMB fanatic--being there was a little...hollow.  Bethany and I always go there together unless it's part of a special trip and I'm visiting my brother in Virginia or what not.  Whenever it's just in our normal setting here in Texas and the band is coming to Dallas and we're like, "Are you off?  I'm off.  Hmm.  I know!  Let's go!" Beth is always coming with me and this year she didn't and I was just sitting there thinking, Man.  What am I DOING here?

Do you ever get worked up for something and reach the point of delivery and it just wasn't what you thought?  It kind of makes you realize what you wanted ain't really what you wanted, huh?  That's kind of where I was.  The wacky thing about it is that my love of the show all by itself wasn't hindered.  I was exactly where I wanted to be.  It was in the juxtaposition of either me being at the show or me being with Beth that I saw there was no question where I belonged.  I already knew it.  I just forgot it.

I told you earlier that I've been thinking a lot about change.  I can see it coming.  I'm reminded of it whenever something like this happens; when I remember what's important to me and it happens often enough to where I no longer need a reminder at all because I'm living out that change with everything that's in me every day.  And if that's the case, whew, change is a good thing.