This summer, we went back to Chicago for a month in order to
attend the wedding of Seth’s sister. It was a fun time, full of family and
friends. But by the end, as is the norm at the end of a trip, we were feeling
ready to be home again.
Our travels were comparatively short this time around. We
were only en route for about 18 hours. We actually landed in Manila over an
hour early! Our plane was the first to arrive for the night schedule, so we
breezed through immigration and customs. A friend picked us up from the
airport, and right around midnight, we arrived back at our townhouse.
We hauled our suitcases inside and got organized with the
necessities for the night. Being hungry, I found an apple in the fridge. We started
getting ready for Kaitlyn’s bedtime routine. And as I wandered around our room,
I realized just how good it felt to
arrive and be home. We’ve been in the
townhouse for a few months already, so we’re fully moved in. We’ve carved out
our spaces and routines. This is where Kaitlyn has lived the longest in her
(admittedly short) life. It was unbelievably comfortable, after a month in
someone else’s home and an 18-hour travel day, to come back to our own place
and settle right back in. I felt myself relaxing.
And then as I wandered out into the hallway, I saw the
3-inch cockroach crawling calmly up our wall… I had to laugh. But I knew
right where to find the bug spray and a shoe, and the cockroach wasn’t on our
wall for very long. Ah yes, this is definitely home!! And I’m glad to be back.
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