Solid by morning...

Today's the day.

It's finally here.

It's almost noon, and I leave around six to pick duia up at the airport in Richmond. From there, I'll drive into my new life with her riding shotgun.

Everything is packed. My stuff has been enroute since last Friday. I have a full tank of gas, a GPS, and 18 mix cds. I have a plan. I have a future.

I never thought I'd end up here. I wish things would have been different, but all wishes don't come true.

I know Texas is going to be fabulous. All of Duia's awesome friends are going to become MY awesome friends. I'm going to make pies and decorate the house and bask in the 100+ degree heat. I'm going to have adventures, and I'm going to have those adventures because I'm the person my Mom made me.

There are things I'll miss. I'll miss my grandma. She drives me crazy sometimes, but I love her. I know my father is massively bummed that I'm moving to the other side of the country so soon after meeting me, but that's what planes are for! I've never flown before, so I''m just going to have to hum Metallica to calm me down.

This is really happening. After months and months of planning and hoping and endless setbacks, this is really happening.

Today is the 6th of May, making it five months since I lost my Mom. The day seems appropriate somehow.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart to every one of you who has been here, reading and commenting and just being there through the worst part of my life. I love you all. Hopefully the entries will start to be a little brighter soon.

Expect tons of voiceposts, twitters, and random comments from the road. This trip is going to be LEGENDARY.

Wish me luck.