The following blog post was written a few days before I received some devastating news from my great aunt who I'd been staying with in New York. My aunt, my dad's oldest sister, had passed away from breast cancer. With that in mind, I couldn't bring myself to post about the fun times I was having.
I found this post (having completely forgotten about its existence) and decided it was long past due its time. So here it is:
This was all the information about Connecticut that I had to go on. Well, that and Yale university was somewhere in Connecticut. Oh, and there was a time where my whole family were going to move there (but that's another story for another time). Melman from Madagascar wasn't entirely wrong about there being wide-open spaces in Connecticut. It was a startling contrast from New York, where everything was packed with buildings and very city-like. Connecticut had almost a countryside feel to it and the spaces were absolutely beautiful. Green? No. It's Autumn - so it was all very red and gorgeous.
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| I really love trees. |
What made the trip to Connecticut really great though was the connections I made with family friends. I met my godfather (and got him to tell me his entire life story while he, in turn, got me to say nothing), befriended the daughter of my my mother's friend (she's super weird and I love her) and generally realised that nobody who is connected to my life is boring.
So where am I now?
I'm in New Jersey, getting to know some cousins I've never met. My cousin's two sons (who are aged four and two) absolutely adore me, and are probably going to be REALLY upset when I leave. The four year old wanted me to dress him and the two year old wouldn't let me put him down for about twenty minutes.
And to think a few years ago I would tell anyone who would listen that I hated kids.
