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April 20, 2006
journeying to cape cod and being philosophically whimsical
Sometimes, things happen that cause all of us to think about the people we love, and how grateful we are towards people that have impacted us heavily. I remember what my mom had always instilled into me growing up, and, well, she still tells me this everyday. She tells me to just go with the flow, play it by ear, and be aware of what’s happening around you. As a result, I’ve grown up always loving spontaneity, impromptu potlucks, and late night chats with friends, talking about absolutely nothing and still getting a sore tummy from laughing and bloodshot eyes from crying. These are the things that make living life worthwhile.
Sentimental statements aside, the reason why I’m stating this is because a week ago from today, I wasn’t even expecting to be on a flight to Boston to visit my mom’s family in Cape Cod. On last Friday afternoon, when I was working as a Student Ambassador volunteering at the undergraduate open house fair for prospective students, I received a text message from my aunt asking me what I’ll be doing during the weekend. I replied that I would be doing absolutely nothing, other than sunbathing and homeworking.
Yup, you guessed it. My aunt suddenly thrust an invitation for me to fly up to her house and take the weekend off. I was more than happy to take it, but the worrywart in me was wondering about questions like how to get tickets last minute, and what would I pack, and other trivial things. It turned out that my aunt was talking with my mom and they both decided to pay my ticket for me and told me to get my butt to BWI in 4 hours to catch the evening flight to Boston.
I had a blast seeing my family again, running around with the dogs, petting the cat and the bunny, lounging in the hot tub, riding fast with my uncle's jet black Corvette (thanks Mike for that experience!), watching a bunch of movies, drinking Dunkin’ Donuts coffee, eating Easter dinner, and just having a fun, relaxed time away from the hubbub of DC. So I’ve got to give a shout out to my mom and aunt saying a great big thanks. Like I said before, don’t let yourself stop yourself from doing whatever you want to do. You’ll end up regretting it, and I’ve tried to keep that mantra throughout my time at Gallaudet.
Of course, as a general rule for myself, all of my gBLOGs must include pictures, so here goes a striking montage of not-so-artistic portraits of my aunt’s family’s pets, all taken in cyanotype.
Clockwise starting from the top left: Mojo and Fanny, Rocksie, Bella, and Cinder.
Polo, my cousin Skylar's horse.
As always, thanks for reading!
con amistad, tyler
Posted by tyler at April 20, 2006 12:07 AM
