Turning the Page
So as you can probably tell from the extreme absence of my writing, it has been quite a process coming back. After a health scare with Megan on the way home, some vomiting, and an extremely janky plane ride across the Atlantic, we made it back to Chicago. As we made our way through the airport and through the dreaded US Customs, I appreciated how familiar and yet how foreign everything around me seemed. People speaking English, all the signs in English, and huge toilets, all seemed familiar, but almost from a past life. I was warmly greeted by Celeste in the airport and was so grateful to see a familiar face. By the time we had landed Megan was feeling better and we got her on the Megabus with no problems. Going out into the big city was very strange. All the cars were huge, it was busy, and people seemed to be in such a rush, but to be honest I was so content just to be with family that I could not even begin to process everything, and my mind...