Just a quickie tonight. I’m sitting in the executive lounge at Ottawa international Airport (fancy stuff) and waiting for my flight to board. Mom and Dad dropped me off just minutes ago, which is always hard and always tearful, and now they must be navigating the parking payment system. I suppose it means you have a good parent-child relationship if saying goodbye never gets easier. Life has treated me very well – despite whatever ups and downs are served, I’ve always been surrounded by love.
Okay, time to board. Thanks for keeping me company. It’s time to fly home.
(PS – this post will be posted after I arrive , because otherwise I have to pay for the wi-fi, and that’s not cool.)