Tuesday, February 23, 2010

There's no place like home.

At 5 am last Friday *prolonged dramatic yawn* I sleepily stumbled my way into SeaTac Airport to curl into a ball in an uncomfortable chair down at ye olde familiar Gate B-10 and await my flight to Chicago to see my sweet fiancé, Scope.

But wait a minute, wait a minute. Let’s back up for just a second: have I mentioned I’ve been sTrEsSeD oUt lately? It’s true. I won’t lie. The move + the wedding preparations + problems with someone I'm no longer allowed to mention here + guilt at leaving my daughter at He Who Must Not Be Named's house while she didn't want to be there + a million other things = panic. Plain and simple. Thus, it was a frazzled and very fragile Cora who curled up on that uncomfortable black faux leather chair, clutching a pile of legal forms and wanting to suck her thumb Friday morning.

As much as I desperately wanted and needed to see Scope, there was still a small and worried part of me which felt woefully irresponsible for flying 2000 miles away when there’s so much that needs to be done back here. But….

My plane took off as the sun started to rise and I was treated to breathtaking views like this one of Mt. Rainier through the grimy airplane window….

….and suddenly about 30 minutes into my flight *POOF* all the stress just magically disappeared. Just. Like. That. I was glad I was on that plane!! I needed a break from it all!! And even as we neared Chicago and all I could see was this kinda sinister-looking snowy-white frozen checkerboard landscape below me….

….I still felt relaxed and giggly and like me again for the first time in weeks.

*happy deep sigh*

Then just as I stepped off that plane into Midway Airport, it happened. I felt like… I felt like I was home.


I didn’t feel like I was visiting Scope, I felt like I was coming home. That’s the first time I’ve felt that. And it was an amazing feeling!


And soon there was Scope, towering over the rest of the crowd beyond security, grinning from ear-to-ear at me. Then I was racing up to him. And then I was definitely home.


Scope and I took my bags onto the “L” train and headed into the city where we had a delicious lunch at Miller’s Pub; we took a mini look inside the fine arts school my daughter will be attending once we move to Chicago; and we bought (….wait for it….) (….wait for it some more….) wedding rings.

That’s right. Wedding. Rings.


And to top off the perfect day perfectly, Scope took me out for a scrumptious Valentine’s Day dinner at Bob Chinn’s Crab House. I had the tilapia with fried rice….

….and, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyy gawwwwwwwwwd, it was sooooooooooooo gooooooooooooood. And so was the Chocolate Cake Sundae too. Mmmmmmmmmmm….

As for Scope, he had crabs. *ba-dum-bum-tish*….

And then after dinner we drove home together. And all was right with the world.


[….to be continued….]

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mo.stoneskin said...

I'm glad you had a crazy time but answer me this. Why was the airplane window grimy? Did you spill gravy on it?

Scope said...

Folks, the sales lady had her try on about 20 different rings, but none of them where able to bump the first ring off her finger for long. And the more rings she tried, the more certain she was. It was amazing to watch.

And darn heart warming.

SkylersDad said...

I remember way back when Kathy tried on rings. She did the same thing, the first one she spotted that she liked was the one she picked.

Candy's daily Dandy said...

Oh Cora (((hugs)))

I am so happy you have that amazing confidence in what and who is "home" to you.

AS hard as it is, remember that every time you have to go to court or leave Gwen with "he who shall not be named" (couldn't resist), every time you doubt yourself and any of the decisions you are making.

Personally, I think you two are building a wonderful life together.

Soda and Candy said...

Oh man. Good luck with the un-fun stuff.
That is exciting about the feeling like coming home! I think home for you is now wherever Scope is.
; )

Anonymous said...

Yay soo glad someplace feels like home even if it's that far away. But hey, it's about time you leave this life behind and MOVE ON!

J.J. in L.A. said...

Doesn't "coming home" feel wonderful? : )

And when are we gonna see the ring?

Hunh? Hunh??? ; )