Welcome Home
Here I was, at the airport in Sanford, Florida, saying goodbye to my mom and dad. I really thought I would be able to say goodbye and everything would be normal and fine. Jokes on me, I hugged my dad and then took one look at my mom. Tears welling up in both of our eyes. We both knew, in 5 short days we would see each other again. However, we also both knew my "home" was no longer 5 miles away, I was no longer going to be able to just "pop in" to say hello. We both knew the lives we had known, were going to change forever. And even though we had 2 months to prepare, we weren't ready. Two months wasn't long enough.
So now, I'm boarding a plane heading for Pennsylvania, knowing that in 24 hours, I would be driving to my new town in Suffolk, Virginia. I didn't have a "home" anymore, I was leaving one home, which I still "owned" for 19 more days, but I didn't have a home to call my own.
During the course of the flight back to PA from an amazing vacation, I still couldn't believe it. Was this my real life? Is this where I was heading?
Back to PA, to turn around and drive to VA the next day...as Chad and I grabbed our bags off the baggage claim and called our friend to say we were ready for pick up, when he said "Welcome Home" it just wasn't quite the same, because I already knew, this was no longer my home.
