Today my cowboy boots took me to my mom's house. We are getting ready for a road trip to Kentucky for my great aunt and uncle's 50th wedding anniversary. I think that it is amazing for two people to have that kind of special relationship that allows them to spend 50 years together. I am sure that in the scheme of forever though, 50 years may seem like a blink of an eye, and I am sure that forever is where they are headed. Just by looking at photos you can see the love in their eyes! I'm such a pathetic romantic!

I am very excited to see them and all of my family that I have not seen in a long, long, (going to throw an extra long in there) time. This especially saddens me because they only live around four hours away! So, I'm excited about the trip and while I was visiting my mom my aunt called and they talked for a while. Listening to them chat about everyone and everything intrigued me, sucked me in, in fact, and then I got a thought. What if they don't like me? I'm eccentric, spontaneous, opinionated, just plain odd, emotional and expecting lots and lots of hugs. What if they think I'm crazy? I mean I do half of the time, but I don't speak half of the things that I think.

So, now I am concerned that they won't like me, still excited, but concerned. I don't want to be someone else but I want, and need them to like me. I have been waiting and wanting to reconnect with that part of my family for so long, I never stopped to think that they may not like me. I guess I should add self centered to my list of faults. I do think that I am a sweet person under all of the eccentricity, but any more with many people it seems like being a sweet person is not enough.

I think that I am just going to go with the sweetness though, dish out enough hugs to make up for the last nine years and hope for the best, because that is all a person really can do.