The happy place.
You know, I've been nervous before. I've been in a panic about what is about to happen, but I don't think I've ever been "butterflies in my stomach" nervous. Flying doesn't terrify me, I've been on a plane for most of my life, so it doesn't faze me. Wednesday night....driving to the airport, I was shaking. On the plane, if I could have gotten up and paced, I would have. When the plane landed, I was a little afraid to get up and leave the plane. Walking out of the terminal, my knees shook. I don't think it was noticeable, but I was a bundle of nerves.
I know the exact moment those nerves melted away. Looking into his eyes, I was home. It was like my whole body and soul just sighed.
The entire weekend was perfect, people usually have a few "down moments" or something that they weren't as happy with, my only complaint is that I had to leave. I don't think I have ever felt so lost heading back towards "home". Usually, when I'm away for a while, I'm excited to be back in my space, not this time.
I know the exact moment those nerves melted away. Looking into his eyes, I was home. It was like my whole body and soul just sighed.
The entire weekend was perfect, people usually have a few "down moments" or something that they weren't as happy with, my only complaint is that I had to leave. I don't think I have ever felt so lost heading back towards "home". Usually, when I'm away for a while, I'm excited to be back in my space, not this time.