For The Small Things; For Ian on the Journey Home

I am coming home in only a few short hours. In fact, I will leaving for the airport in only about an hour and a half. Right now I am totally freaking out in expectation.

I walked to McDonald's with Austen today, I accidently threw away my ID with my trash, so I ended up digging through McDonald's garbage to retrieve it. ::chuckle:: Life, it never gets old.

Anyway, I am so nervously excited right now. I plan to spend the entire flight in anxious prayer and meditation in the hopes I will be prepared to see you, the family, and everyone else.

This song was on my computer when I came back from lunch. I feel it expresses how I feel right now. In fact, how I have felt for a long time. I am more in love with you, Ian, than I have ever been in love with anything or anyone. You make my heart fillled to the brim, you fill my soul with sunshine, you make me whole again.

The Luckiest- Ben Folds
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here

And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?

And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you

Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away

I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest