Thursday, February 12, 2009

Adieu, Adieu, to You and You and You

I've been logging into blogger almost every day for the past week. The "NEW POSTS" page pops up, and I sit there and stare.

It's happened. I have nothing else to tell you.

I could keep reminiscing about our trip, telling funny-at-the-time-you-had-to-be-there anecdotes from "when we were in Tibet/Australia/Namibia/Wherever". I thought about continuing with fresher-than-fresh live updates of our new lives and where they were going. I really, really tried.

Then I remembered why I never really got into the blogging thing before we left -- our lives are really just not that exciting. Life is good, but it's not necessarily blog-worthy. What can I tell you? I'm starting work soon, which is great. BG is working, and we've gotten into squash (the game, not the vegetable, though I do enjoy it roasted in olive oil or as soup.) We buy international wines at the liquor store downtown and not at the vineyards like we did in 2008. We keep buying honey pomelos and not eating them because we don't have a two-hour bus ride to kill. We go to dinner parties with friends where they play Norah Jones as background music and we discuss the pros and cons of laminate vs. hardwood vs. engineered flooring and whether or not a professional designer is really worth the money. Do you really want to hear about that?

I also didn't want to leave this part of our story unfinished, with a random dangling post about grocery shopping and senior's day. It would have disturbed my psyche to leave it like that. It needs an ending. This is it.

There is one final thing to say. I need to thank everyone who read this blog and lived vicariously through us. Reading your comments and knowing that we were still present in your lives, somehow, meant so much to us. Meeting new people and finding that we could actually be of some use to someone was really special. This blog was meant to be a way to let you all know that we were alive and well, but it ended up being so much more than that to us. It was a way for me to express how I really felt when confronted with the unknown, with the frightening, and with the staggeringly beautiful. I wouldn't have bothered recording like this if all of you hadn't been here to read it, and so I thank you all for reading, because now I also have a way to remember the moments which were so inconsequential at the time, but have become especially meaningful in hindsight.

This isn't really the end. You'll be hearing about our future adventures, and heck, when anything even remotely exciting happens, you'll hear it here. I promise.

In the meantime, thanks again.

3 comments:

Dawn said...

I will miss reading Love and Chopsticks. Your blog was so much more interesting than the today I did this, yesterday I did that. You offered new perspectives, and humor, to your trip, which transported me along with you. Good luck with everything at home, and if you are ever in Florida, we would love to see you both and share some stories.

Sean said...

Thanks for sharing your stories. You are a excellent writer--don't stop! I'll really miss your blog but wish you all the best in the next phase of life's adventures. Nice to hear the transition back to "reality" is going smoothly.

Oh.. and hardwood is much more beautiful but to expensive--get laminate and put the savings to the next trip.

All the best to you both.

Anonymous said...

I heard your talk last night at the travel center, and just wanted to say I think you guys were great!
I've learned so much and can't wait to have an adventure of my own!
You answered all my questions and even though the talk was long.. the time flew by!
:)
all the best!