We knew this weekend was going to be busy. Two of his friends were coming today, and two others were coming tomorrow. It turns out all four will be here today. We've been joking that he's going to be Clark Griswold for the weekend. It may be hectic, but it's going to be fun. These are some of his best friends, under one roof. With mead! I'm a bit nervous, but I'm looking forward to it.
It does make me think about how few people are in my life. I've met two of our visitors already, as well as his family. There are still several friends to meet, as well as lots of family. In November, I'll be meeting a large chunk of his family. The thing is, he's already met just about everyone important in my life. He met my mother and my step-father, my cousin, and two of my friends. I'd like him to meet the tribe, but that's not as important. My brother and nieces are the only ones left who are important that he meet someday. I'll not be having many people come to visit me here, nor will I have many people to visit back there. On one hand, it feels kind of lonely. I do miss the big family holidays and parties with friends. But, on the other hand, I do have some quality people in my life, and I do love spending the evenings watching movies, just him and me. This, combined with the time of year, makes me keenly aware of those I've lost. It also makes me fear losing anyone else.
But I have had some unexpected visitors of my own the past few nights, in that some of my old dream "friends" have returned to a certain extent. I had a dream that has been recurring since I can remember, though it's been a great many years since they've visited. My guardians and the ring of fire seem to come along when I'm on the verge of something major. They've never been bad omens, or even good omens, just there. The other one, I've not seen in at least twenty years, but he didn't come in his usual way. I suspect the reason for that is because I've been sleeping next to my love, which I think is a sort of protection. I've never known his purpose or what he wants, other than to scare me. Honestly, I don't know if he was ever trying to menace me, or if it just happened that way (his way tends to be a bit terrifying for a young girl, or an old one for that matter). He may be a bit like the ghost of Christmas yet to come, or he may be something with ill intentions. Regardless, I'm unsure what he wants and I'm a bit bothered by that. Combined with the fact that he did frighten me and must've known it (and may well again if he starts coming the way he used to), and some other weird dreams I've had lately, I'm somewhat ill at ease.
I've got about 4-5 more days here before it's time to go back. I'll only be gone about ten days this time, but I'm not especially looking forward to it. I do, however, want to give my love some time to himself before I'm back indefinitely. But what I need to do is take this all out of my mind for the evening, because I'm spending it with my love and some (hopefully) new friends. We're going to a great place to eat and drink, and who knows what kind of fun we'll come up with for the rest of the evening. It'll be a great time.
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