Back Home!

Into Edinburgh Airport this morning to pick up my wife, Liz.
She had been travelling from Maine, and on the move for 24 Hrs. With the 5 hour time difference, she was extremely tired.
It is so good to have her back home safe.

I know that flying is treated by so many people like nothing more than jumping on a bus.
Not me.
I was worried sick until I could hold her in my arms again.
It's fine if we are flying together - if anything happened, I would be where I need to be.
But I hate it when Liz is by herself. I realise of course that there is absolutely nothing I could do. It is just the thought of her being afraid and on her own.

She is home. Asleep.

I am 'Happy Again'.

JimH.