Judging by the view from my window seat, I’m a few hundred feet above the Lower Cascades en route back to PDX after a couple incredible weeks of travel, family, and friends.
Considering I’ve been sitting in cars for hours, eating southern cooking, and getting fed plenty by famiy, I’m coming back home very, very full. And not just of biscuits and barbecue but the other kind of full too, where I’m really happy and thankful for the people I have in my life.
I got to see Derek and Holly just outside of Dallas for the first time in almost two years. (Take their BBQ tips seriously, by the way.) I got to see friends in Atlanta and Nashville, and lots of family in California.
I’m thankful to have people in my life who have been a part of it for the long haul. I love seeing where we’ve ended up so far.