Monday, April 26, 2010
i am home and have been since friday afternoon.
i once again hauled two 60lb suitcases and a carryon pushing 50lbs.
once i got to lax everyone kept asking me if i needed help and if i was traveling alone, as if i was a 14 year old girl.
excuse me, i'm 20 years old.
i'm an adult.
with real adult issues and real adult feelings.
and even though i often feel very unqualified to be an adult, it's what i am.
i was greeted at 6 rue cezanne by two wagging tails and a welcome-home sign stretched across the kitchen and my most favorite people on the planet.
on friday i got my nails and my hair done so i could feel like myself again.
the dirty blonde was starting to make me question my identity.
but facts are, i am different now.
london changed me and my circumstances here have further changed me.
this is another one of those transitionary phases in my life where i am going to have to evolve once again.
and you know what, i'm going to be okay.
i always am.
by the grace of God.
on a lighter note, have i told you that i love my best friend? even if he is a very very far away?