In no time at all, I’ve arrived back in Boston. Seven days with all the people I love most flew by far too quickly – as does most time these days.
I’m sitting in the airport waiting for a friend to wake up and meet me. I’m tired, grumpy, not feeling too great after a horrid and turbulent red-eye flight, but most of all I’m trying to remind myself that I’m grateful. Home is, and always will be, one of my favorite places in the world and for that, I have to always remind myself, I am grateful.
While my mom is reading this post this morning (and I know for a fact she is), I hope she knows how perfect she makes every trip home for me, how I miss her all the time when I’m not with her, and how I cannot wait to see her (and my dad and brother) in a few weeks for Christmas.
But for now, it’s time to get back to the grind. Final exams and 10 page papers to write, 20 degree weather to face, and christmas shopping to check off the list. I know I’ll see the bright side soon. I know I’ll love the first real day of snow and enjoy the christmas lights put up throughout the city. And I know I have no time at all before I am home again for Christmas.
But for now I’m in an airport. I’m tired, grumpy, not feeling too great and that’s about as good as it’s going to get today. Which is ok. I’m ok with that.
Weekend reminder for you all:
Today and always! Happy weekending