Again aboard flight. The lights of Frankfurt woven into intricate patterns, like the web of a spider glistening in the morning dew down below. I’m not sad to be leaving. I did my job. What I came here to do. Find my peace. Face my fears. Move on. 
I have laughed- hard! I saw my peeps, my ladies, my heart. 

I drank. I ate. I shared another’s celebration. I reminisced with my city, recreated a breakfast tradition for old times sake. And I smiled. From deep within I smiled. But most importantly I said goodbye, emotionally.  

Now I go willingly, on my terms but not before I gift Nuremberg a piece of my heart. My healed heart. 

I head home now to my biggest joy my boys. The job I love the most. Being a mama. 

Until next time Germany, be kind!