A Castle Is Only As Good As Its Foundation

This one is simple: to thank my family for always keeping my feet planted. Because as we all know, your castle is only as good as the foundation that holds it up.

With all the things going on (read the blog title for a quick list), I felt a deep sense of relief taking a red-eye flight with a final destination of home. With my laptop bag, portfolio and recent “must read book” in hand, I stepped into the 747 cabin with a late night adrenaline rush from the excitement of going home.

Eighty minutes later, I bookmark my book to the cue of “Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to San Jose Mineta Airport. Air temperature is 53 degrees.”

I make my way down a few escalators, get my baggage from carousel B, then head to the arriving flights sidewalk. In minutes, my Mom pulls up in her black 1999 Volkswagen Passat – with two coton de tulears jumping in the back seat.

I step into the sedan’s warm, leather cabin. My mom gives me a quick kiss, smiles and says, “You’ve lost some weight. Let’s get some In & Out.”

Number 1, protein style with a Diet Coke please…