10-15-22/ Fall Break

Dear Diary,

God, that's so cheesy. I don't know why writing Dear Diary is a thing.

My name is Emmy Foshea and by this time tomorrow, I will be in New York.

I live in Austin Texas with my mom, her husband, and my brother. My mom, whose name is Katie by the way, had me before she got married to my step-dad. My little bro came a year after they got married. I was five then.

I'm fourteen now and that's the whole reason my mom and I are flying to New York in the morning. This was a kind of promise my mom made. When I turned thirteen, she and I would take a trip to anywhere in the US. The thing was, last year, when I turned thirteen, it had been a hard year at my mom's work so we didn't ever get around to taking the trip.

Regardless, I didn't stress our trip that year and so I was shocked when, the next year, my mom came out of nowhere and said "our tickets are booked! We're headed to New York. And so, that's why I now have a week's worth of clothes packed and laying next to my bag, ready to take off early tomorrow morning.

I'm sure we are doing all the most touristy things possible but I don't really care. I'm just excited to get some time with my mom in one of the coolest cities in the US.

I should probably go to bed now. We have to be at the airport by four in the morning.