Back to Boulder
01.14.09
Meet Vinnie Louis, cool little man.
Arrived home late last night to the undying love of our furry kids.
Slept like rock stars and started the day with the promise of not getting overwhelmed. A good promise to make and not break. Started the day with coffee, a quick check of emails and off to Whole Foods to stock the fridge. Back home for several hours of work, taking one thing at a time and then off to a delicious and perfectly timed massage.
So as I sit here with pillows for feet and not an ounce of tension in my body I’m reflecting on our trip east. It was one of the best, tons of family and friend time (couldn’t get to everyone, sorry!) and a little business for BJ. On Monday I met my cousin Gail - someone I have never known but always wondered about. Well, after meeting her, it’s like I’ve known her my whole life. She’s so obviously family and so wonderful that I can’t wait for her to integrate with the rest of the Costello’s. We’ll have to take it slow as we can be a crazy bunch and certainly don’t want to scare her off too easily. Hoping to do a race with her this season…I’m just elated about this new friend and family member in my life. Good stuff! Life is way too short not to embrace each other or reach out to those whom you may have forgotten over the years. It’s a wonderful connection and one I hope to make bigger over the rest of my lifetime.
We finished our trip with a walk on the beach. It was a typical New England day. Low lying clouds making a sky of grey which only deepened the green of the sea and brightened the sand below. It was cold and harsh but I breathed it into my lungs and heart. When I did it felt anything but cold and harsh. It felt vast and fresh, seasoned and rich. It was what my body needed; the ocean air, the salt of life that this pisces misses so dearly.