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bingo_bolger_baggins) wrote2005-05-20 11:24 pm
bingo_bolger_baggins) wrote2005-05-20 11:24 pm
And Then There Were Three: Bingo Bolger-Baggins
It's hard to believe that on this day, three years ago, I came home to the Shire and my little Pantry Smial. Little did I know that a year later I would walk out of that Pantry Smial into a glorious party in the Backside Smial and be sharing the brand new Back End with my friends and family. And you know, I'm still having a hard time recalling this time last year, though I do think it also concerned warm feelings regarding our little home. Perhaps it was during one of my koalified episodes. Hmmm. Home, I suppose I'm thinking about it a great deal lately and, in the finest display of obsessive-compulsive behavior MESPT has yet beheld, linked to every thought of it in my last entry.
So here I sit in bed, in a place that is not my home and yet so home-like feeling now. Dear Gary. And if home is where the heart is, then home I am, for friends dear to my heart have joined us here today. I hope my scars and bruises don't frighten them too much. At least the wounds are much better than they were. I wonder how long their trip took and if it was much trouble to find this place, since I haven't taken that trip myself. I feel a bit silly staying here in bed since I am so well, obviously, but I suppose I should stay off my feet still. I won't be well if I tear my wounds, will I? Then who knows when I'll be ready to travel and see everyone.
Uncle Sennie, Melbie, Celly, and--I can't believe it--Elanorelle! I hear them talking. Now when are they coming up? How much patience do they think this poor hobbit can muster? Really!
So here I sit in bed, in a place that is not my home and yet so home-like feeling now. Dear Gary. And if home is where the heart is, then home I am, for friends dear to my heart have joined us here today. I hope my scars and bruises don't frighten them too much. At least the wounds are much better than they were. I wonder how long their trip took and if it was much trouble to find this place, since I haven't taken that trip myself. I feel a bit silly staying here in bed since I am so well, obviously, but I suppose I should stay off my feet still. I won't be well if I tear my wounds, will I? Then who knows when I'll be ready to travel and see everyone.
Uncle Sennie, Melbie, Celly, and--I can't believe it--Elanorelle! I hear them talking. Now when are they coming up? How much patience do they think this poor hobbit can muster? Really!
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*laughs and shakes her head* No, I was just mixing up that time with when you returned from Mordor, and I think that's where the 'East' part came into it and.. *laughs again* Well, it made sense in my head. You know how strange memory can be sometimes.
*quietly, with an adoring smile* The same goes here. I cannot tell you how much I've missed speaking with you.
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Though I do find it interesting that losing one's memory has become all the rage of late, or so I've been told.(-;*takes both her hands in his, smiling at her fondly* I've missed being with you. I'm so glad you're back, dearheart.
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Well you've always been a bit of a trendsetter, dear. ;D*returns his smile* Thank you. That means so much to me, Bingo, especially at a time when I feel as if everything else in my life has fallen apart.