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| Written by PC's Nena on November 20, 2009, 07:45:46 PM |
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I have posted about this over at my but since its pretty slow over here I will add it here. Please feel free to comment on the blog link.
I’m sitting here on a plane full of people & yet I still feel so alone because my people are not here w/ me. The silence is scary. The lack of stimulating conversation w/ my husband, the quite and absence of bickering and whining, and mommy this mommy that seems like a form of ancient Chinese torture you read about in history class. Already I have decided I like the chaos. On my way here I was full of anxiety and nerves. Second questioning my choice to leave my family for 3 whole days especially since Zion is sick, Michael is sick and Elias on the way to the airport started hacking up a lung. There were more things in me then not that were saying turn around, go back home this trip is silly. At the same time I know I had to at least try once to be away from them even though it seems like an eternity already.
The engines are revving up, there is an annoying woman behind me yacking on her phone complaining how cold it is on the plane, on Alaska airlines wearing a tank top no doubt.
There is an Asian woman speaking native tongue yelling at her husband about the right way to store her overhead luggage......the rest can be read at http://www.iammyownmalfunction.com/2009/11/the-flight-out-west/
Sorry I am to lazy to embed the entire thread with all the pics. :) |
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