Tomorrow I'm leaving home to go back to school.
I had so many plans of things I wanted to accomplish, but instead, I spent a disproportionate time hanging out with friends, cooking with families, meeting new people, running on mountains, playing board games, and traveling.
I spent time in Baltimore with my partner's parents, helping them arrange dinner and watching Catch Me If You Can. I spent Thanksgiving and New Years with my mom's side of the family eating buffet and my brother's famous sous vide cooking. I went to Lake Tahoe with my partner and childhood friends, playing Secret Hitler, skiing, and later in the week, eating hot pot.
I met my sister-in-law and her partner, my partner's school friends, my cousin's new baby, and the kids I grew up seeing become into lovely teenagers.
Now I'm moving back to New York for the next couple of months, and it is bittersweet. I am excited for all the new memories I'll make with my classmates, the hard work and sleepless nights I'll be pulling off, and the new people I'll meet. There's no better way to start off the latter half of my school year with a full heart.