Precious Metal

So here we are, two days before Christmas and I don't even feel it. What I do feel is good though, very good. Today was my first day off after a sixty-five hour work week, and tomorrow I need to be up at five to catch my flight home. It all feels pretty odd, and in a weird way scary, seeing how everything is so last minute. At the same time though, it feels nothing short then amazing to be able to go home and see everyone and get out of Switzerland for a bit. Fate threw me for a loop last week, and I am grateful for it.

As I walked over the bridge and into Alt Stadt this morning, coffee in hand, all I could do was feel grateful and good. Grateful the opportunity to be with the right people this holiday season, and grateful for all the people who love me and let me love them, and grateful to have my life where it is.

A couple Christmas shout outs to those who I am grateful for:

• Dr. Sylvia, for footing a bill and finding the strength to tell me that she is excited for me to come home.
• Chef Doug, for saving my ass and bringing me home.
• My sister, Juanita, for being an actual sister.
• Chung, for coming to visit me yesterday, returning the sweater she bought me because it was itchy, and being my one and only Pony.
  
• Skipper, for always giving me what I need.
• My Carney, for always answering the phone whispering, "Hey Girl!" and representing the true meaning of family.

There are others that come to mind, but I don't want to over do it on the blog.

I am hoping to make it home on time and that my flight and connection go over well. I am hoping that being home goes well and resembles more of a vacation then a race against the clock, but mainly I am just hoping that I don't trip up and lose what I have got going.

I wish everyone a happy holiday season, and hope to be able to write a blog or two from home.

Like solid gold...