Next Plane Ride

When we were on our way back to Fort Worth, on the airplane I was kind of imagining that the next plane we are going to ride will bring us to the Philippines. I did it the entire time we were up in the sky from Denver to DFW airport for an hour and 35 minutes. As days pass by, I am getting anxious of our next plane ride too.

This is gonna be fun for all of us for I'll be spending Christmas and New Year with my family. There are a lot of things to look forward to in this trip of ours this year. There is this stowaway cousin of mine for over ten years who is also planning of visiting our grandmother this Christmas, perfect time for us to meet and make up the lost times (that if she's interested with that for I am), there are these cousins of mine in the province who are willing to see me as well so I can teach them how to use the internet for they too want to hopefully marry an American, my brother who work in the Caribbean is also coming home and his girlfriend in Iceland, there is this plan of going to Davao to see my grandmother and other relatives...

Ahhhh those are just few of the reasons why I am so anxious to go home now. If only I could drag the days so when I wake tomorrow it will be November. I am sorry if I have been so vocal about my trip lately, you can't blame me though for I am just one homesick soul whose dream is to be with my family once again.