Thursday, January 2, 2014

#LindsayDoesSanDiego (Well, Did.)

This post is over two weeks in the making, and by "in the making," I mean that I have been making mental notes to write this post. (Adds "self-starter" to résumé.) My family pitched in and flew me out to San Diego for an early family Christmas. I had to fly back solo again, because S was traveling for work, but next year we plan to all be together again! If you follow me on Instagram, you got the play-by-play of my whole trip. (You can see all of my 2013 San Diego photos under hash tag #LindsayDoesSanDiego.)

It was a short trip. In order to devote as much time as possible to my immediate family, my parents hosted an "open house" of sorts, so I could still connect with relatives and some close friends, some of whom I hadn't seen in years. Such a nice night! I love, love, love the people in my life. I am reminded of that every time I'm surrounded by them.

It goes without saying that I developed a minor slight severe addiction to my nephew. Sweet Jesus, he is the cutest living thing on the planet, and I just couldn't get enough of him! I mean, come on. Look at him! My sister was very gracious about my clingy-ness to her child. ;) It was incredible to see who he is now. Babies are so much more active and aware at seven months than they are at three weeks, obviously. Baby Mac is a smiley one with a sweet disposition. He is very verbal and has mastered the wave (which he's been practicing since birth!). We love him so much and are under his spell, for sure!

During the weekend trip, my family spent an afternoon at Seaport Village, did our annual gift exchange (and included S via FaceTime), had a slumber party at my sister and BIL's house, watched home videos, and embarked on a failed picnic (which was fun anyway).

Leaving doesn't get any easier. When I moved to NYC after college, my parents drove me to the airport to catch my red eye flight. As I inched my way to the front of the line at the security check point, I looked back at them and waved, probably two or three times. Once I got through security, I turned around one more time, and they were waving and blowing kisses to me. I felt a pit in my stomach as I waved one last time before I walked to my gate and left them behind in San Diego. It was an exciting time, but there was a tinge of sadness to have to leave them.

I still get a hint of that feeling every time I have to say farewell. Despite that, these trips are always so fulfilling. And next year it will be so nice for S come with me so the whole family can be together!


Darby Hawley said...

Well this looks like a great family visit! I can clearly see what it was hard to leave :-(

Whitney H said...

You have such an amazingly beautiful family, and they also seem super sweet to boot! And seriously, your nephew is the cutest thing alive. Sounds like an amazing time!