Alas, I am in DC! So far, so good!   As I was taking off on my flight from Houston, it finally hit me  - I'm leaving my beloved Htown and community for a year. I also realized how richly blessed I am to have such loving friends and family who'd:

• Make me the most amazing scrap book ever

• Organize an epic night of karaoke filled with dancing, singing and, of course, Asians taking  pictures 

• Participate and plan a full out, Olympic style field day with food, (again) more dancing, and water balloons (duh)

• House me when I'm homeless without electricity

• Allow me more PT on the field :)

• Drown in sweat with me moving furniture with no AC

• Drive me everywhere or let me (an Asian female!!) drive their car 

• Travel afar to visit or road trip with me

• Visit roller derbies and sleep in attics with me while exploring hipster living 

• Borrow their laundry machines and fridges

• Buy me food (<3), witty shirts and thoughtful books/journals 

• Talk to me for endless hours (even if long distance or at odd hours)

• Fly with me to DC to move me in

• Most importantly, LOVE, support, and encourage me to no end

Sorry to be gushy, but yall make my heart beat. After shedding a few tears on the plane, I ordered a bloody mary... STAT. (PS. Southwest don't mess around with their drinks). And I thought about how freaking lucky I am to be surrounded by such love.