I was packing. My flight to Europe was on the last day of the year-- I spent New Years on a flight to Frankfurt. I can't believe how much has happened in this past year- how much I've seen and grown. It breaks my heart that I'm not packing, on my way to Florence. I wish we had these lights in the streets the way they do in Italy. These lights were how I met Florence. They keep them up throughout January because their holidays don't end until then. I remember how they used to twinkle and glow as I walked home at twilight. It was the best introduction to Florence and to 2010. I don't know what the new year will bring, but I have a hopeful heart.