I’ve got some really exciting news for you this month. A full two weeks before daylight savings hits the rest of the country, Sunshine has come back to our little hotel. A lot of you, I know, will remember the aptly named little beam of light that used to shine from behind our front desk. She moved away last fall and we, and she, thought we were saying a permanent goodbye. Happily, it turns out we only had to make it through the winter without Sunshine. What a sweet thing she did, just making us live through a bit of poetry and then coming back.
For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, you’ll soon be seeing a small, shining girl when you check in and out. She shines when she smiles, she shines because she weaves bits of gold and silver into her hair, she shines because even the tiniest blank surface, to her, is a place for a rhinestone. And then, when you come close enough to read her nametag, you’ll see that she’s called Sunshine.
By the time you read this, she’ll be back at work. Whatever didn’t work out for her in Southern California, we hope it wasn’t too painful, and we hope to not show too much overt happiness about her misfortune. We are, however, truly very grateful to have our Sunshine back.