and in just a little over 48 hours, i'll be holding her again. (it's you!) how could tomorrow follow today? it just happens. think i'll take my chances on that big jet plane.... i'm less frightened about that than i've been in the past. at least, that's what i'm telling myself. we'll see how i am when i'm in the thick of it. (it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems). your folks being on the same flight is a big help. i can't lose my shit in front of your dad. gotta keep it together. in the end, the experience itself will be worth enduring a little fear/discomfort getting there. (the way back will be no picnic, but for lots of reasons; not just having to be at the airport so early, a couple hours before the children of the sun begin to wake). getting a little choked up listening to this song, feeling the growing anticipation, nerves, anxiousness and anxiety... and above all, the unfathomably emotional catharsis of getting to see you, finally. i may literally explode. bring a poncho.
LRV, b
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