I fly West. The Airbus A320 carries me and my bags toward the setting sun once again, and my day becomes 27 hours. I don't mind, since I am streaking along at about 450 mph. It's exhilarating, as you all know, that rush of the takeoff...the way the multi-ton airframe pivots so delicately on it's wing tips...I love it all.
I also love that my life has become more interesting as of late. If you read this blog, you know how I live, and it is so freeing to be able to begin working towards a future with those I love. Slowly, with a light step - but it IS movement forward. It's so beautiful to experience trust and honesty at such a high level. It feels so right to be able to see relationships blossom through hard work, and faith that it can work well as long as communication remains open. Love blossoms again, and hope springs forth, bringing with it the chance to be loved again as never before, and never as imagined.
Here's to goodbyes and homecomings. Here's to kindness and understanding. Here's to new beginnings and second chances on love.
Huzzah!
Holding those I love close to me with open hands, I fly West. And I have both a kiss goodbye and a kiss hello waiting on each side of this flight. How perfect is that?
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