I didn't sleep a wink on the 12-hour flight back from Hawaii. I spent most of it in tears. From the moment my mom dropped us off at the airport's security gate, the waterworks turned on and I couldn't get myself to turn it off. I planned on taking a picture with my mom before we left but I started to cry so hard, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Before we entered the security gate, I begged Jeff to let me stay in Hawaii with my family. I grabbed his shirt and squeezed him tight to keep myself from full-on sobbing. He had to push me through the security line because I wanted to turn around and go home. It's incredibly sad to be back in Peoria. I wish my family was awful so I'd enjoy my space from them but the truth is, they're so wonderful and it's the only place on earth I feel unconditionally loved by the only people I can fully trust. I'm grateful to throw myself into a full work schedule starting tomorrow morning. It's a great time for me to be a work-a-holic so I can forget about my life and all that I'm missing.
Speaking of work, Jeff decided to go straight from our drive from the Chicago airport to work today. He didn't sleep on the flight, either, and is fully wasted, so if you could throw up a prayer for him to get through the day and drive safely, your prayers would not be lost on him!
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