LoveActually

Within one week I stood at the two different airports reenacting the first and final scenes from Love Actually. You know the one. Everyone is tumbling out of the terminal gate. All the friends and family are waiting behind a metallic fence for their loved ones to come strolling out, dropping luggage and throwing out their arms for hugs and kisses.
The first time I was in Baltimore waiting for Becky to finally arrive. And when she finally did, over an hour and a half later than she was supposed to, I couldn't restrain myself from squealing and jumping/running into her arms. At least these actions were mutual, therefore there was no embarrassment. Gosh, it felt SO GOOD!
And just now I've come from JFK in NYC where we waited behind a pack of people searching for Molly. She was stepping on US soil for the first time in 8 months. Austria made her tan and thin. Once again, it felt sooo gooood... I miss those guys. Distance is a horrible torture. But once the gaps are filled in by travel, the meeting and greeting is all the better.