This just in: (there has to be a 'just in' for me to be awake before noon presently) Mum Skype-called us this morning (we ignored her at first since it was early for us) that there is a 2.15pm flight tomorrow to Chicago and then a second up to Boston for us. We can be in Boston some time between 10-11.

I can't even. You know that point when you yield to something because you've got no other choice, and in that acceptance you sort of grow to love your new position because it's different but there and you're alive so it's more sensible to love it than resist it? Well, it makes it easier when that situation is 'friends taking you in', but still. I got to that point last night; that's the mind set I went to sleep with.

To be woken up with this is a little shocking. And I appreciate it, really I do--I'm sure I will later, when I'm less shocked and have more sleep. Dweeb is super excited. I think I will be. Right now I actually feel a bit bad, because my two amazing friends went out of their way to plan everything behind my back and then surprise me together and I actually did grow to be excited. I suppose I have that disappointment of plans changing just when they're settled--even if it's for the good it's, well, unsettling (literally) and thus gives that feeling of being un-settled in life.

I still miss the two Christmas services, which I still haven't come to terms with. But mainly I can't believe I'm going to make it back to my house and see our tree for Christmas. I'm a little afraid to believe it. But now I do at least hope, and after having lost that hope, it does feel nice to have it back again. (:

Let's pep this up a bit, shall we?

I'm going home for Christmas! :D

Sorry, hoggywartyxmas chat! I will still try to nip on at 1pm if I can, to wave to all of you before I start my Christmas travels. Christmas day travels--that's an adventure, isn't it? It sounds like one! Exciting!

♥ Kiwi

You'll be with me like a hand print on my heart.