My abbreviated trip to Philadelphia is coming to a close, and it just happens to be on my 32nd birthday that I’ll be flying alone back to Amarillo. Though I love my children, and though I relish the time I spent with them on a three-hour layover in Memphis on Thursday night, I am just fine to fly alone today. Besides, I’m sure they’d much rather be with their dad in a van on a 12-hour drive to Chattanooga. Yes, I’m sure of that.
As I type, my phone is dinging with Facebook updates from all of your well wishes. Thank you, everyone, for making today a little more special. Just when the loneliness of living far away from family and friends almost pulls me under, a birthday comes around and spreads the love.
You are right in thinking there are many photos to edit, which I’ll get to upon settling back home. For now, I’m off to repack my suitcase to accommodate my new Michael Kors tote and head to Philly one last time for lunch with my parents. And even though I’m going back to a city I can’t quite call home, I’m thankful to say there are people I have grown to love there. See you soon, Texans!