arrivals,
Arrivals, Returning Home, The Sense of Familiarity and Comfort. Something about the airport is just amazing. Going to pick up my uncle and his family, I don't know why it fascinates me so much. Something about getting in a plane, taking off, or touching down in a place called home. Home sweet home. To be honest, heading to China in a few days, I'm not excited at all. Honestly speaking, I'm probably most excited for getting on a plane, but after today, what I'm looking most forward to is arriving. Back home. The feeling after a trip, gathering your luggage, coming out to the ones you love, back in a familiar and comfortable atmosphere. I can't wait. At the same time, this "home" we're coming back to is our temporary home, as Carrie Underwood sings it. This earth we live on is just a place we're "renting out" or "currently residing in". Returning to this home that our Father has prepared for us even more exciting