Dubai International Airport at 1800 - Sunday (evening in Dubai; morning in America)
I awoke this morning around 0600 in Kandahar, Afghanistan. It is 1800 in Dubai, United Arab Emirates; however, through the miracle of the Digital Age, I have pushed my blog and netbook clocks back to Pacific Time, where I am going to be permanently residing. As a result, the timestamp for this blog post reads 0700 Sunday morning; however, I am still 11 hours ahead until my flight leaves in about six hours. At that point I will then be flying back in time to land in Washington D.C. on Monday morning even though the nearly 17-hour flight will appear to have taken only six or so hours. Enough of the boring technical travel details.
My heart and mind are facing fully forward to when I am finally reunited with Kaesen again on Tuesday night. I will have traveled greater than 12,000 miles to meet him at the airport in Seattle. There I go again with the technical travel tidbits. Anyway, my heart beats so strongly for my son. I am eagerly anticipating our first hug, our first kiss, my first tickle, and his first laugh more than anything else. His mother said he is counting down all on his own now and is very excited to see his daddy. It would see the two JL Summerlin boys are tracking in lock step right now.
After waking this morning we hit the DFAC one last time; it was a proper British breakfast for me at the Cambridge DFAC followed by one last small load of laundry, completion of my packing, completion of my out-processing (finally), and a bit of hanging out and talking about mindless points across the board.
I find myself tired already, but the energy is building from the solace, joy, and happiness knowing I will soon be on America soil once more. This time for good! I wish everyone a wonderful day, and night, and hope all is as right in the world right now as it is for me.
143, Kaesen.
Good night and good day.
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