I woke up at 11:00am Sunday morning and thought to myself, “I miss my kids and husband. I want to go home.” I have never done that before. I usually love having my time away. This time, however, I wanted to go home. Luckily, because I bought my ticket with Kristen’s father’s Delta miles (who is a preferred customer) I was able to easily change the day of departure. Kristen’s sister, Kate, lives just down the road from me and was flying out that afternoon as well so I was able to get on the same flight.
It is a tricky situation explaining to your friend that you want to go home early. Everyone with kids knows that sometimes you just need to go home and be with your kids. As it was explained to me in premarital counseling, my order to priority/commitment is: God, husband, kids, immediate family, others. I was away long enough to really gain an appreciation for my family. I love my husband. I love my kids. I love my parents and friends. I wouldn’t change any of them or want my life to be anywhere else except with them.
I kind of reminded me of “When Harry Met Sally” when Harry realized that he loved Sally. He ran all the way across town to find her on New Years Eve. He said something like, “When you realize who you want to spend the rest of your life with you, want the rest of your life to start right now!” That is how i felt. I flew home a day early, ran through the Atlanta airport to catch my connecting flight, and wanted my week to start right then with them.