I am still marveling at the fact that I can hop on an airplane and after a few hours, be in a completely different climate. I just landed a few hours ago in a hot and humid state in the South. The warmth is still clinging to me despite the blasting air conditioning. I think my body forgot what 84 degrees felt like.
I also love that I am here a few days before the rest of the family descends for our celebrations. It gives me a chance to catch up with my aunts – both of whom have been like mothers to me. I also love seeing my mom interact with her sisters and listening to their raucous laughter.
I’m looking forward to this extended family time and to the warmer weather. I can’t wait to hold my new baby nephew and to gather with most of my cousins. We will celebrate different life milestones within our family and we will wrap it up with a Thanksgiving feast.
Tonight, as I landed in a place far from home, I took a moment to be thankful – for this place that is like a home away from home; for my family; for the celebrations in the midst of brokenness and heartache.