Cookies

Whelp, Christmas break is officially over, the new year is here, and school is starting again. I'm pretty sure I JUST moved away from SBC and into SAU, decorated my hallway, and had the best ever reunion with Claire...But there's snow on the ground, grades on my report card, and a "blank" slate ahead of me. I don't know what will happen this year, but I anticipate every bit of it.

So tonight, I'll turn in when the old people next door do and wake up even before the sun. I'll be teased by a still and lifeless campus at wave goodbye to my home once again. We'll drive 'til we're sick of driving, then drive some more, and then drive some more. Soon enough, we'll shed our layers, feel the warmth of the south on our skin, and stick out like brocolli among cheesecake amist the dark complected Texans. We'll settle, I'll miss home, I'll suck it up with a smile on my face and a song in my heart. I'll love each kiddo, stranger, team member to the best of my surrendered ability and work my very hardest to get a sunburn to take back to SAU.

Imagine, if you will, a person who likes cookies a lot. He's rather fond of all different types of cookies. Almost close enough to see them, there's a plate of cookies just out of his reach. He can't have them just yet. Instead, he must go eat a different plate of cookies. They're still cookies but just a different kind...He's excited about this new plate of cookies, but ya know, it's just not the same knowing there's a plate of cookies waiting for him.

Sigh...

...I can relate.