thanksgiving

I went home to Boston for Thanksgiving. I was looking forward to it for lazy days, friends and enjoying the city... but I was also nervous about seeing RedSox, going to my high school reunion and inter-acting with the aunt I hate.

It's been almost 6 months since we've seen each other. RedSox and I have spoken sporadically through text and facebook, but that's about it. He asked to hang out so we went to lunch on wednesday. It was like old times. He's super sweet and wonderful. He's lost a lot of weight, too!

I told him I missed him, but I think I may have mis-spoken. I missed "us," but I'm still not sure if we are meant to be.

I've been going to therapy. I've been working on myself. Not much has changed in behavior, but a lot has changed in my way of thinking. Baby steps people.

RedSox has lost weight... and that's about it.

He definitely wants to get back together when I return to Boston in June, but I'm worried that we'll fall right back into old ways.

Then there was my 10 year high school reunion. I didn't have the greatest high school experience, but I certainly didn't have the worst. So I am genuinely happy to see people whether I liked them or not, and I want to know that they're doing well. And of course... Michigan came.

I cannot describe the love, the lust, the dreams and wishes I had for Michigan. I have loved him since the 4th grade. He was everything I wanted in a guy, but he never liked me. I saw him at the reunion and melted. He still looks amazing.

I finally had the courage to say hi. I was hoping we'd chat for a bit and catch up like friends but he seemed uninterested in chatting. He also told me he got married in January...

My best friend says we'll hook up with each other at the 20 year reunion when we realize we hate our spouses... I secretly hope that's true.

As for thanksgiving, well I have a lot to be thankful for. Great career, healthy family, fabulous friends. The aunt I don't like... she had a UTI and left all of us alone.