[Sydney: Saturday, 2:15pm]
I flew home to Australia to begin promoting Wolverine. I left Billy in New York to help Lisa plan for her next cabaret performance - in Mexico! - so I know he's in good hands, though of course, I miss him like the crazy romantic that I am.
I didn't expect the welcoming crew of Lisa-the-ex and my sister Rowan and Dad and Beth, all waiting for me at the baggage claim. That was wonderful and we've been a large family swarm ever since. I go off and do some press junkets and the like, and then catch up with them right where we all left off.
The whole family (including Lisa) has been staying at the house with me. I've loved hearing their laughter echo off the walls and while I'm mostly cheerful, I did have a moment last night when I walked down the dock, sat down, shoved my feet in the ocean, and closed my eyes. There is nothing more soothing in the world to me than the ocean; the sound and sight and smell just relax me. About ten minutes later I heard my dad come down the dock - can't mistake those footsteps. He sat next to me and shoved his feet into the water. We talked for a good while... about the importance of family and how he doesn't regret the time he spent with mum, as he wouldn't have had so many wonderful memories or ended up with me or my brothers. But when he and mum ended, he was able to meet Beth. And have Rowan. And create and entire happy life together. He said that maybe Deb was like mum was to him, and Billy is my Beth... And that made me smile. And I'm doubly lucky, because Deb is still my confidante. Once we came back to the house, I checked back through my journals and realized just how long it's been for Billy and I.
Five years. Wow.
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