Alma de Color

I've done it. I left all that is familiar to me and ventured out into the wide world alone, and yet not alone. I couldn't have made this transition without everyone else. I celebrated Christmas with my family on the night of the 16th, and it was lovely, though I was still packing in between festivities. I said farewell to everyone on Thursday morning, and Dad and Mom accompanied me to the airport. Lee, Brice, Aubrey, Katherine, Marcy, Tim, and Naomi came to see me off as well. That was awesome of you all, thanks! I sat next to a very amiable chap on the flight to Denver, and we talked about a wide variety of topics: Italian roots, food, music, baseball, judo, tattoos, underwater welding, the navy, etc. I was alone for the next leg of my flight, and spent the early morning hours curled up in a chair next to Starbucks in the Houston airport only to discover there was a hotel en route to my leaving terminal. Oh well. More beans and rice, I guess. I sat in between a pilot