Everything seems different, just driving around downtown, buildings are gone, or have gotten new colors. And everything seems smaller. The house seems smaller, my room seems smaller, the cars, my closet, my piano, my bed! If I stand at the top of the stairs and look at people in the hall, they seem like giants, walking around in a doll house.
And I have to stay busy all the time so that I don't think to much about Maine, because I miss it so much. I'm trying to create the illusion of being home.
I brought Puffs Plus and Poland Spring with me from Boston. I repainted my toenails, they're now all blue again. I'm watching The Big Bang Theory. I'm wearing my Red Sox PJ's and playing Star Wars on the piano.
My room is a mess. I have two suitcases, a half open box of stuff, toilet bags and clothes everywhere. I started taking some of my clothes out of my closet, but it became to overwhelming and I stopped. It may all have to wait a few days.
I miss my big bed, I miss Monkey, I miss a tuned piano and listening to radio while I do the dishes. I miss being buried in pillows, playing with Lego's and walking around Bath. I miss fried rice ''Eosco style'', Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream at night, and homemade Seltzer water. I miss Christmas lights in the kitchen. But most of all I miss my home and my friends and family.
I miss the people who made this year the best, you are all the best.
My fellow shipbuilders who have been kind to me since day one at the school. Coming over and talking, asking about me and Denmark. Making me feel welcome at the school. I'm proud to call myself a Shipbuilder, Class of 2012.
My softball teammates, who taught how to play an awesome sport. Who let me be a part of their team and made sure I had fun, even if we lost a game. Remember girls - Somewhere in the world!
Syd, Nicole, Leia, Lauren, Bri, Courtney, Max 1, Max 2, Brian, Hannah, Lauren, Jeff, Hannah, Alesha, Morgan, Em, Micaila, Mia, Kita, Kai, Sadie, Crystal, Alice, Sadia. I just had to mention you all. (Sorry if I forgot someone.)
-Dana and Monica who never failed to amaze me with their beautiful voices.
-Dori, my American baby, the first person who talked to me at Morse.
-Zoo, my best Italian-Chinese friend. Where's your giraffe girl?
-Gaga, my favorite American grandmother. You've been great, and I miss you very much.
Kathleen and Derek, who helped me out when I really needed it. Who kept me laughing and playing piano when I was down. Who showed me that America was great, even when I doubted it. You guys are family. Wonderful, kind and generous people. I love you so much.
My family. Whom I can't explain how much I love. You took me in when I just wanted to leave it all and go back to Denmark. It definitely changed the moment I moved in with you.
-Gavin and Alden, who called me their sister, danced with me to Danish music and let me kiss and hug them as much as I did. I loved it when you chased me around the house, woke me up with a kiss in the morning and hid with me under tons of blanket. You boys will always be my favorite brothers.
-Dan, thank you for being my dad, thank you for introducing me as your daughter. For letting me laugh at your ''bullshit flag'' and joking with me when needed. Thanks for always looking out for me, making sure that I was feeling home, and that the boys were being good to me. And thanks for sleeping with Sato when I took over his bed. I love you Daddi-o.
-Mari. You are a sister, a mom, a best friend. I never dared to dream, that I would be lucky enough to get such a great relationship with my American mom as I did. You can always making me laugh at the little things, such as Middlefart, getting lost in Baltimore or being out of band aids. I meet new people, experienced non-profits and saw a hole new part of Americans because of you. You are supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. I love more than you know.
I feel so empty now with non of you around me, but trust me when I say that we will meet again, I am counting the hours for it to happen.
I miss you all, and love you all the way to Denmark.
Thank you for making 2011/2012 the best part if my life, and filling it with memories I will never forget.
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