I was determined. I was going to stay away of it all. I was saying no. But then there were signs. Everywhere. And people. Everywhere. People telling me they love me and how much they miss me. People that want me involved. Signs that remind me how much I miss them and there is about places and people. Throwing pebbles, underwater sommersaults, playing uno, taking pictures, reading a book after lunch, being called a minha menina, the feeling of returning to a safe and well-known haven. So again, I go back to another Grey's Anatomy pearl of wisdom:
people is better no people.