I have been traveling sub-Sahara Africa for the last few weeks. It was my first trip to this part of the world. The scenery was beautiful! Anyone who knows me very well, knows that I love, love, love to travel. Travel has been a part of my life for so many years. I often make the joke that if you add up the number of hours I've spent in an airport in my lifetime, it would easily add up to a year or two of my life. For some that would be a nightmare, but I wear it as a badge of honor.
Though I love the work and my love for travel has not wained - I did miss my husband. Until now I never thought about what I left behind. I was just living in the moment of the trip and what I was seeing and doing at the present time. It was very hard to leave Kenyon. We had been apart for three weeks because of the move and then less than a week later I got on a plane to another part of the world. I've not really experienced the feeling of being torn before; wanting to be in two places at once. It was just never a concern. So, I had a great trip, but I really enjoyed coming home. My first night back, I put my head on his chest and he had his arms around me and I thought, "Home. It's so nice to be home."
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