Friday, June 17, 2005

Leaving Las Vegas

I'm on the plane to WA to see my family. I'm excited about the trip but at the same time am sad to leave my sweetheart and the kitties behind in Vegas. I hate to separate from him--period. Let alone be far away in another state.

Don’t get me wrong, I also miss my family and look forward to seeing them--my new niece who was born in April, my nephew who just turned one years old and his parents from Seattle, my mom and dad, little brother and his wife from Minnesota, and my sister and her fiancé who is getting engaged this weekend—the main reason for me braving 10,000 feet altitude. (I can never get over my childish fear of flying).

So there I was tearing like a little girl—which then turned into uncontrollable gasps each time the plane rocked and decreased altitude. It was not fun. I couldn’t tell if I was crying because I was truly scared or crying because I really miss my baby. It was probably a bit of both.

Oh…I’m already homesick.

I had missed my flight earlier this afternoon due to the incompetence of a certain taxi dispatcher. It took all I could muster to keep from crying and screaming at the ticket counter when they wouldn't allow me to board because they require check-in 30 minutes before flight departure.

Johnny immediately came to the airport after I called him with the bad news. His instant remedy: dinner at Phó Kim Long (Vietnamese noodle soup). He knew exactly the right thing to do that would guarantee a smile on my face--and it worked! Afterwards, we relaxed at home until it was time to leave for the airport again. This time, I received a hugs-and-kisses send-off before preceding through check-in to board my flight.

I love my sweetie for his support and caring. He knows how to make the best of things and, once again, my happiness was his priority. The silver lining in my cloud was the opportunity to spend more quality time with him rather than layovers at airports.

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