I'm off to Waco today for Baylor Homecoming and I'm giddy about it. Yes, it's true that this homecoming will be the first time in three years I won't be dancing on Waco Hall Stage, I won't have a hand in making a parade float, and won't have watched campus put it all together. BUT, this will be the first homecoming in four years that I'm not utterly sleep-deprived. That's the true beauty of being the spectator instead of the host. Yet even better, this will be the first time in all by Baylor Homecomings (which are many, going alllll that way back to 1989) where I will actually be coming home. Coming home to one of the best places I know and to many of the people who helped make it what way. Happy Homecoming!