Flying Away Home

I keep having this crazy thought that there is an airplane just 48 hours away from taking off that has a seat for each one of our family, and that when we sit in those seats, we will begin our journey "home."  The craziest thing of all, though, is that this crazy thought is actually true.  Home; we have been waiting to have one for over four months and we are so ready!

So... to our last home, I would like to say that you wouldn't be so hard to leave if you weren't the place where Tim and I first lived right after we said "I do," forever.  Where we first got to meet our daughter and hold her tight, where we loved on our puppy, Wilson, who is not making this journey with us, and were we laughed, smiled and felt loved by so many wonderful friends who are more like family.  Thank you old home for giving us all of these irreplaceable memories.

To our new home: may we love you as much as our old home, or hopefully even more.  May you give us experiences we that could never have had in our old home, and may we learn so much from you.  New home, we can't wait to learn your new language and taste your food.  Our daughter might say "this smells different," but she is just being polite and trying to get used to all the new experiences.   New home, you already have a place in our heart, and we just can't wait for that love to grow deeper.

48 hours and the clock keeps ticking.  We will fly away home soon. 

     We found our little girl asleep in her carry on.  If she can fall asleep in that I am hoping she can fall asleep in an airplane seat too.