So the bandaid is dangling by a thread (when I land in SD it will officially be ripped off) and I'm surprised that I'm actually doing ok (it's probably thanks to days of tears, laughs and encouragement from friends and family, and the strangers surrounding me on this airplane- clearly it's awkward to cry in front of strangers, especially when you're alone and these are the people you're stuck with the next 5 hours). I wish I could empty my brain onto this page but I wouldn't even know where to start.
Fenway in cargo? check. :(
Bags checked? yup
Shaking, crying and sadness? subdued for now
As my wonderful husband, as well as my dad, advised- this is an exciting chapter of 10 months in our lives and I can't help but make the best of it. Life has given me lemons and I plan on making a really strong concoction of vodka and lemonade.
Every day will I miss my family, friends and familiarity? Absolutely. But I'm also finally, after 3 months, getting to be with my husband and dog- the three of us reunited. It's going to be amazing to look back at this post, and the hopefully daily ones that follow, to see what a great adventure this was.
This journey has already taught me to appreciate everything and everyone around you. Always. Never take anything or anyone for granted.
Mom, I know you've clicked on my blog from the top of the tabs bar so wipe your eyes and get your shit together. ;) Everyone is healthy and everything will be fine.
Let the vacation begin.
