A Red Bull Day

Dear Jonathan... Wow... lots of excitement going on around here this month. I have been thinking of you so often and just have not had the time to write. Monika has been visiting for the Pesach holiday. We stayed in Tel Aviv for the seder with Rachel and her fiancee and her mom. Then we took off exploring from Beersheva to Jerusalem to the Sea of Galilee to the Golan Heights and back to Tel Aviv. It was great fun.
Then yesterday morning my phone started ringing at 6:12am. I flipped it open and saw "HOME" and my heart fluttered. I sort of have this complex about random calls from home now. I generally know when Mom or Dad will call and my previous experience with unexpected calls sort of lends me to expect bad news. Anyway - this time it was the VERY best news. Lydia and Josh are engaged!!! I couldn't be happier. Mom called so that I was on the phone when they walked into the house. I heard the whole gang screaming and got to hear details from Lydia. They are so cute. I can't believe our Lil' Lydie is ENGAGED. It was so fun hearing all the excitement and I am certainly thrilled... although I will admit that it is incredibly hard not being there. I cried a bit after getting off the phone with them because I hate missing these moments.
I did have fun telling everyone here about it. They were all very impressed with Josh's creativity. Everyone came to my apartment last night for a goodbye Monika/congrats Lydia and Josh dinner. :) And we made a video of congratulations for them.
Monika had to be at the airport at 3am so we didn't get any sleep and I only got back home at 5:30am. I slept for a few hours before heading off to class and now I have to go to a birthday dinner... So I had my first Israeli Red Bull this afternoon before class and hopefully I will not yawn too much through the party. :)
Love you lots!

Some days...

Some days I have this very clear sense of why I miss you and what I miss. Some days I have this very vivid picture of you doing something or saying something and it just repeats over and over in my head. Some days every song I hear, every sign I see, every person I meet reminds of you. Some days I pick up my phone to dial a number, any number, to reach you. Some days I laugh out loud for a reason that only you would understand. Some days I tear up and even I don't know why. Some days I think has it really been four years. Some days I want to talk about you to everyone I meet. Some days I look at pictures of you for hours on end. Some days I think I can't miss you more than I do right now...