I arrived in New York full of excitement and plans... but reality had other ideas: my suitcases didn’t make it. What followed was hours on the phone, waiting, conflicting information, and a worldwide customer service tour that left me exhausted. I was surprised by how tense I got. I couldn’t let go, kept overthinking, stressing way more than I wanted to. I wish this whole thing had taught me something deep, like mastering the art of letting go but honestly, it just drained me. Over these last few days, I cried (a little), laughed (a lot), and I realized two things: 1. Never put all your eggs in one basket... or all your clothes in the same checked bag. 2. I’m incredibly lucky to have a boyfriend who listens to me laugh at the chaos then cry like the world’s ending. Thank you for being who you are. That last photo? The two stars of this story: my suitcases finally arriving yesterday.