You can fly, but you cant hide.....

For the last week or so I thought I would feel better if I could get away. I have free passes on SWA (Thanks to our son's very hard work), so I flew to North Carolina to stay with my sister. The night of the first day I knew that was not going to work although I managed to stay 3 days. I came home on Delta because they had the soonest flight home. While I was there, I saw alot of things, and I kept thinking"oh, I want to tell Larry". Things like I saw the Biltmore Estate, (The Morley Manner to anyone that has seen the movie The Private Eyes), Jill's new house, Dale's new car, I got bumped to first class coming home; And, then of course the next thought; I cant tell Larry. Since I had a lot of time to think, I was thinking of you. Like at night when you were home and we would surf TV and I would ask you if their was anything new in your line of work and you always said "No, just the same old drag". Later when I got up to make lunch or clean the kitchen, you would say"Oh, I know what I wanted to tell you, "I love you". Then I would lean over and kiss you and go about my chores. Every time I see a mobile home I think of you saying "no, just the same old drag". Anyway, I am home now and wonder why I came home so soon but I quess it is a little more comforting to be at home than away. Anyway, "Oh, I know what I wanted to tell you, "I love you". --Me