Well, home at last, home at last, thank God almighty, I am home at last!
To watch Ali come running across the airport full speed and jump into my arms, to kiss Angelique's lips again, to hang out in our bed while Ali watches Sprout, to read her the Tangled storybook that I got for her on the trip... priceless moments.
It was a travel day through and through. Luckily, we flew to and from two of the states in the country not under ice and snow! Crazy. Dean lives in central Florida in the winter and in Toronto in the summer. 70 degrees year round. I get it.
Again, my thanks publicly to my friend Joe Polish. There are so many things I learned this week, so many people I met, so many plans we made. I feel ready to meet with the foundation this week and next.
Time for rest.