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Home again!
Jul. 26th, 2007 06:17 pmWow. Missed this. Missed this with an ache and a longing that can't properly be expressed in words - it's one of those feelings that lives in your gut and makes the back of your throat clench with the idea. 'home'
The first moment I really felt like I was properly home was when Neil wrapped his arms around me in the airport and I stuck my nose against his cheek.
Flying was easy. Even with the 10 hours and the small child kicking the back of my seat for 8 of those 10 hours, I was pretty serene. I'd done it all before - the hot towels, the watching movies till my eyes hurt, the getting checked through customs and patiently waiting for my luggage and calling to let everybody know I'd arrived and ... even the staying at Maija's house and getting to see Miranda and Maija and Jeff - my family stop before I made my way home home. Everything was buoyed up by the fact that I was actually on my way, one step closer to my love, one step closer to the world we've created around us and the people I'd left behind for a couple of months and everything that was wonderful about all of those things.
And now that I've been home for a couple of days I feel like it's beginning to sink in. I spent all that time imagining it while I was in my little closet of a room in Tokyo (well, ok, also obsessing about it when I was in my homestay room because ... homestay... yeah).![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gray_ghost asked me last night to tell him my best experience about the whole trip, but I don't know if I can point to a single thing and say "wow, that was the one, the pinnacle".
( so if there was no pinnacle, what's the fuss about? )
And now, with the rain coming down outside, i give you a stanza from one of my favorites in the Tolkien books:
The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone.
Let others follow, if they can!
Let them a journey new begin.
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.
(picture post, of course, forthcoming...)
The first moment I really felt like I was properly home was when Neil wrapped his arms around me in the airport and I stuck my nose against his cheek.
Flying was easy. Even with the 10 hours and the small child kicking the back of my seat for 8 of those 10 hours, I was pretty serene. I'd done it all before - the hot towels, the watching movies till my eyes hurt, the getting checked through customs and patiently waiting for my luggage and calling to let everybody know I'd arrived and ... even the staying at Maija's house and getting to see Miranda and Maija and Jeff - my family stop before I made my way home home. Everything was buoyed up by the fact that I was actually on my way, one step closer to my love, one step closer to the world we've created around us and the people I'd left behind for a couple of months and everything that was wonderful about all of those things.
And now that I've been home for a couple of days I feel like it's beginning to sink in. I spent all that time imagining it while I was in my little closet of a room in Tokyo (well, ok, also obsessing about it when I was in my homestay room because ... homestay... yeah).
gray_ghost asked me last night to tell him my best experience about the whole trip, but I don't know if I can point to a single thing and say "wow, that was the one, the pinnacle". ( so if there was no pinnacle, what's the fuss about? )
And now, with the rain coming down outside, i give you a stanza from one of my favorites in the Tolkien books:
The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone.
Let others follow, if they can!
Let them a journey new begin.
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.
(picture post, of course, forthcoming...)
