A year ago today I was still up, just getting home to my dorm with my brother after our Thanksgiving meal with my study abroad family in Vienna. We just caught the last U-Bahn at around midnight and happily reached home with our leftovers of turkey, stuffing, beans, and sweet potato casserole (with marshed mallows on top). We skyped our family for a while in Bedford together, and then probably both collapsed, exhausted and disoriented because we never successfully got Johnny out of jet lag mode his entire trip, in addition to the day's turkey consumption.
Earlier, we had spent upwards of three hours in the used music shop around the corner in my district, trying all of the instruments in the shop until I finally decided on my little, beautiful guitar and the radiant and colorful case to go with it. Happy one year anniversary, Maria Theresia. This guitar has brought so much light and joy into my life, and I hope, the lives of others. (Definitely this random girl in the third floor kitchen one day was like crazily thankful for my musical presence...it was sweet)
Today, I find myself home alone, after two Thanksgiving meals and time spent with one of my oldest and dearest friends and her family (who proudly call me their third daughter) and with my dad's side of the family. Right now, I just feel so blessed. I always feel thankful for my family and friends, but today was a perfectly delicious reminder. I cannot take these people and these relationships for granted.
I wonder, this time next year, just where I'll be, and with whom I'll be spending this day. It's exciting...and scary...to have no idea.
luce
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