In The Comfort of My Home….
Home at last….after a long and uncomfortable travel. Ron and I arrived last night and finally got to bed at 1:30 am. Heavens, it felt great to be on your own bed in your own home! We initially thought, we’d either be too tired to sleep or be jetlagged but then we both crashed pretty fast. Next thing I knew, it was early morning. I was a bit disoriented at first and needed to focus but it didn’t take a minute before I realized I was home. I let Ron sleep some more though I knew he had to report to work. It was best to let him wake up on his own as he needed that sleep so bad. Come to think of it, I was able to sleep as much as I could during the travel and I still felt like crap and bone-weary…how much more for my poor husband who couldn’t even doze off. Not that he preferred it but he just didn’t have much of a choice simply because he could not.
I miss my daughters terribly! I hope they are sleeping peacefully right now. Soon, hopefully soon…they will be with us. I am sad but not really feeling all that bad. I am just grateful that I managed to spend those times with my daughters and my family. It was great to see my relatives and old friends and be in my old hometown. At the same time, it is equally great to be in the own comfort of my own home again…..