Lost Vegas...

It is always painful for me in a way to think about Las Vegas.  It has been five years, and while I love the beautiful people in my life now, I still really miss home.  That is why this year I have made the conscious decision to come back and visit Vegas a couple times each year.

The kids love it too.  Harmon is all proud because he is a native Nevadan and constantly asks me when we will go home and move back.  My sister would love that and so would my bestie Jaimie.  They made everything so nice during our trip. When it was time to leave I just cried, especially hugging Jaimie goodbye b/c I knew that it would be a while till I saw her again.

Jaimie is my kindred twin.  I am very shy but when I met her it just felt like we were sisters in another life.  We have been totally inseparable since 2004.  The sad part about it though is that because of fate we hadn't been able to see see each other in ages.  Seeing her was just awesomeness!

Eliza is my big sister by six years and she has taught me so much.  She is solely responsible for me becoming more of a lady.  I was such a tomboy when I moved to Vegas, I never even shaved and wore guy clothes.  She opened a lot of doors for me and because of her I was really able to find myself.  It is funny because we have an odd symbiotic relationship where we sort of complete each other.  Always been yin and yang.  She loves the babies so much.  Especially Harm!  She was the first one to hold him before Chris and I.  Each one is special to her.  Rachel's has her middle name, Snow, in honor of my sweet sister.  They are so alike also, baby blonde bombshells!

When I go home it is bittersweet.  We visited that should have been ours, but than Chris got laid off before it was finished and so we had to walk away from our contract.  Also I miss some of the small things that I just loved and is no more.  When I used to live there my favorite place to eat was a small Puerto Rican restaurant called "El Coqui" that always reminded me of home.  There used to be a lot of nice lounge clubs like Zaks at the Golden Nugget that celebrated the old Frank like spirit that made Vegas, Las Vegas.  The first night clubs I used to go like: Light, Studio 54, Tangerine, and RumJungle are all gone.  Even my old radio station that gave me my love for quirky alternative music is now just another pop station.  A lot of the live magic shows and stage shows are gone as well.

What is still there though are wonderful people.  I was so sad I didn't have time to visit anyone it felt like :(  Next trip I want to go take the kids where we were married.  I want them to meet many other dear friends of mine.  So the only solution of course is going back real soon!