Tuesday, April 30, 2013


I've spent more time on long flights than some, and I am well familiar with that sensation of anxiousness towards the end of the flight--anxious to be done with it, ready to see familiar faces on the other end, wondering how you'll get home from the airport and then...the longgggeesstt part of the flight, the taxi-ing of the airplane down the tarmac headed for the gate.

We are officially at the point in my wife's pregnancy that I think of as "circling the airport".

This is the point when it "could be any day now" or, it could be three weeks.

And, so we do the only thing that can be done at this point--wait and wonder when this flight will be over.


Anonymous said...

This is an exciting and stomach dropping part, too! Glad to see you're in the landing zone!

Joy said...