little world; big hole (soLs)
Last night we had some of our new friends over for a Hoosier night. Andy and I made a traditional Hoosier meal — breaded tenderloins, burgers on the grill, oven fries, and watermelon. We watched the movie Hoosiers, because, really, you can’t live in Indiana and not watch that movie. I went all out with dessert, making the state pie — sugar cream.
They are from Taiwan and Austria and Norway. And frankly, they are more like family than friends. That’s the thing about investing in lives, getting to know people, learning to love and care about them — they begin taking up space in your heart. Then your heart stretches and grows and molds around new friends. This year my heart has gotten bigger and the world has gotten smaller.
But now it’s time for them to return to their first homes. (I can’t just say home, because this is their home too. They’ve made themselves at home in my heart.) Martin and Annie leave on Wednesday. Ting leaves next week. Karianne is here for another six weeks (shew!).
Martin didn’t say good bye last night. “I’ll see you again before my flight, right?” he asked.
“Absolutely,” Andy said. Even though we know we’ll keep in touch — technology is super-cool that way — none of us are ready to say good bye.
I think it’s because we know once our hearts are stretched they don’t really snap back to the size they were before. Instead, there’s just a great big hole. And even though that hole hurts as it fills up with missing them, I would still choose it again. Even though I’m left with a floppy heart, the world is smaller and my corner of it is better.
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