It's been nearly two weeks since I left Germany and returned to good old Minnesota. My jet lag is long gone, I have (almost) stopped inserting random German words into my sentences and my mom no longer follows me around giving me random hugs and telling me how much she missed me. I've had the chance to drive my car, go to Target and have coffee with friends.
I am home.
Home. It's a good word, filled with comfort, love, lots of food and even more laughter. And while this post by no means signals the end of my travels, it does herald the end of this blog. The stories I have written here have been good, bad and, in some instances, ugly. But they are mine and I am proud of them. Thank you to those of you who have followed me on all of the ups and downs, offering kind words, sage advice and (when necessary) a good kick in the pants. I couldn't have done it without you.
Until the next adventure,