Sitting in the airport in Santiago, Chile, with a VERY long layover, waiting for our flight back to the United States. It seemed to me a good time to reflect on this latest trip...
We touched base with many of our loved ones. Hugged some former students. Spoke words of encouragement when we could. Spent time with Dear Friends. Traveled to beautiful spots where we've never been. Dreamed of things to do and ways to do them. Saw some of the most beautiful things, and some disturbing things. We find that each trip here has a different flavor. Maybe purpose. Perhaps design. There's something special to us about this part of the world. It's a connection.
But as I type, my thoughts aren't so much of what just happened, of what we just experienced, but more of what is about to happen...
I'll see my Grands. I'll hug my Little Boys. I'll visit my GrandGirl (who is already many ounces heavier than when we left!). And visit my New Sweet Nephew. I'll snuggle my puppies. I'll decorate for Christmas. I'll watch my Auburn Tigers on a big screen tv!
And I'm sure I'll begin dreaming of the next visit to the vineyards of Chile and the next time I hear worship songs sung in Argentine Spanish...
It's a good time to be us.
