As childish as it is this song has been playing on my ipod on repeat every December for the past three years as I aimlessly wander around Heathrow in the early hours of the morning. While my adult home is in my adopted country half my heart still resides in my childhood home. Even I cannot resist the pull to make my heart whole even if it is for a short time. I don’t know when I’ll be able to see the States again and yet there is no use dwelling on such sad thoughts, I will make the most of this holiday and be thankful that I was able to have this time with my family. I’m sure most of you will agree that while skype is beautiful it’s nothing compared to the warmth of a hug.
Unfortunately I don’t have a photo of me on a plane. (Most likely because I’m usually found curled up in a ball glaring at everyone to leave me alone while I play ‘I-bet-I-can-finish-this-book-before-the-plane-lands’.) My mom took this of me when we were coming back from the Jane Austen Festival in Bath (look! You can even see my super awesome iphone cover!!!).
I’m in transit tomorrow so please wish me a safe journey and spare a small prayer for all of those traveling tomorrow that we might safely reach our destinations. See you all stateside!