I wasn’t just happy, I was excited.
Excited to see my past.
Excited to meet people I hadn’t met in years.
I wasn’t just delighted. I felt ecstasy.
Ecstatic about nostalgia
Ecstatic about today.
It wasn’t just joy. It was thrill
Thrilled to see old faces with new smiles
Thrilled to meet new people with old stories.
I wasn’t just in bliss, I felt blessed
Blessed to have been there; to have been sent there.
Blessed to experience these emotions.
I wasn’t just sad, I was pained
The lingering pain of waiting another year to meet again
The static pain of not meeting some people, ever again.
- 22nd December 2012
