I tell people I lived in Ireland for a year, but the truth is that it was a year minus five days.
I tell them I lived in Missouri for a year following my return, but actually, I was there for eleven months.
The truth is, the longest I've lived since leaving Colorado after six years is right here in Lancaster, PA.
"How do you do it? How do you say goodbye?"
It was an interesting question. My sister surely said a plethora of goodbyes herself - mostly to me - but this time was different. This time, instead of saying goodbye to me, or to Dad, or to her then-boyfriend, she was saying goodbye to our mom. And unlike the few goodbyes they'd had in the past, which ultimately ended in an airport reunion, Leeners wasn't going away to Manhattan, Disney World or Illinois.
Because this time, it was Mom's turn.
Log 1: Plane Delays
Airports and flight plans laugh.
They laugh in thunderstorms, in blizzards, in fires, in tsunamis, in any natural disaster. They chortle at airplane malfunctions. They guffaw during workers' strikes.
They especially seem to get a proper belly laugh when it comes to me.