On a jet plane by Joellen

It the last wee moments of our WWA with a bursting heart, this trip has truly been the time of my life!!! Six months pasted in a flash and I am now headed home to sleep in my own bed for the first time in six months. I hope when I lay my head down tonight it won’t feel as if I’ve never left. I won’t be stingy hoping to remember all the people met, food tasted, sites, sounds, scenes and the history, oh my the history! Rather, I just hope to keep the dull tickling feeling inside of me, there to remind me that I have changed—a bit wiser and hopefully a bit more humble.