Leaving On A Jet Plane

Before my mom used to leave on business trips, she would come in my room, pull the covers snug over me, sit on the edge of my bed and sing to me, Leaving On A Jet Plane. Now, it’s my turn. 

Ok, so my bag(s) isn’t exactly packed, but I’m definitely full of anticipation and ready to go. 

For the next few days—before I depart for Paris, I will be packing my bags, saying my goodbyes, sneaking one more bite of my favorite foods, and snuggling with my cat, Peeks. 

Until next time, bon voyage. 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s