Window Seat

hopefully

At seven tonight I board a flight for Minneapolis, Minnesota. My family will

pick me up from the airport in my dad's red Camry. Tomorrow, we will all eat turkey and good food and sit around with thoughts of unbuckling our belts. We will play touch football in the snow, landing someone in a snow hill for the final touchdown. I'll be happy to see them all. They'll be happy to see me. Prayers will be said. Hugs, tears and conversation will become the norm. Then, we'll all head back to our respective homes and miss each other, but be thankful that we had the chance to love each other in person again. Woo! Family!