And Then There Were Three: Bingo Bolger-Baggins

[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!

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[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*She heads up the stairs (http://www.livejournal.com/users/elanorgamgee/123637.html?thread=2516213#t2516213) with the others, pausing just outside the door for a moment to prepare herself for the sight of her friend lying in bed, broken and bruised. The effort is not entirely in vain, as she is able to recover fairly quickly from the initial shock of seeing him in this condition. Aware that any distress written on her face could be upsetting to him, she rallies a huge smile and teases playfully*

I know I've been remiss in my social duties as of late, Bingo, but you needn't have wrestled a warg just to get me to come visit.

[isengar-took.livejournal.com]

*stands in the doorway, smiling and glad to see his nephew is doing well*

*watches the other reunions*

[elanorgamgee.livejournal.com]

*finishes with the flowers and perches herself lightly on the side of the bed, grasping Bingo's other hand in both of hers* Thank you so much for writing to let us know that you were safe, Bingo. I was fortunate enough to arrive after your note did, but I know the others were worried sick until they heard that you were all right.

*It suddenly dawns on her that he must have sent her birthday card at the same time, and the gesture becomes all the more precious to her with the knowledge of how difficult it must have been for him to write* And thank you so much for the beautiful birthday card. *voice edged with emotion* Although you really, really shouldn't have.


((Hehehehe, anything for the recuperating anniversary lad. ;D))