Somewhere around eight months ago, I was sent off with love from my family, after a Thanksgiving dinner, on a journey to New Zealand. Sana y salva, I am back again and so lucky to be welcomed by that same, loving family. I met a constant stream of kind, interesting, and fun people during my travels and I hope that some of those people will remain lifelong friends. At this moment, I give thanks for my amazing family and the constancy of their support along the way these past months. I am especially grateful for being welcomed back by my 89-year-old grandpa. He survived the Great Depression, World War II, and lost the love of his life a few years ago; somehow, he still maintains his happy soul. He is my inspiration and it’s good to be back and be able to talk with him about blueberries.
