Ohio Is For Lovers

After all the hoops and hurdles of the flying business, I arrive in Ooooooooohio. 


People live everywhere, and our number continually astounds me. With so many years having passed in the length of our human history, it only makes the more sense that we are great in number and variety.


The airport is cool (temperature-wise) and it feels great to be traveling alone. I make my way down halls. Walking down escalators. There seems to be some kind of subway system within the airport. Ehh..I trust my feet over this novel sight as I am puzzled as to where I'd end up.
Longest hallway EVARRR (exaggeration) 
I see her before she sees me.
My face already beams.


Like one of those movie greetings at the airport between loves, we squeeze...we kiss!
Butterfliorama to see her once again.
After some moments of gaze, I look over her shoulder to notice an old man in a wheelchair staring with such a puzzled look on his face. 
We laugh.
We leave.


A blast of hot, humid air hits me as we leave the airport's air-conditioned establishment. The beginning of all the little things that I miss as I reminisce. 
The air had a different smell.
I can even imagine it now. 
As if I could smell the sweat of the trees.
Pleasant.
A green green scene, speechless moments find me as I realize over and over again that I am reunited with the love that has ruined me for any other.
Gladly, i am ruined.


We are endowed with nearly 24 hours together. 
More than we anticipated, it is spent lovingly.
We explore home.
Then, VBS. My love in an apron was just adorable, believe me. Some quality time with Mama Gail.
Ice cream.
Home, fam games. Scattergories!
Next, casual talk around the table.
Hot seat much?  
Well, it wasn't that bad...a lovely situation  actually.
Getting late.
Shower and changing.
Teeth brushing.
Here, I imagine this is what it'd feel like to live with her.
Sharing the washroom, blowing kisses in mirrors, laughing as we ready to sleep.
Basement.
Pool.
Why or how we got there?
Nope, it left.
Kisses.
Sleepytime.
Here, we speak deep of our forever...and agree.
Daybreak.
Patio breakfast.
Cicada.
Lakewalk. Love. Sweat. Sweat. Laughs. Pics. Sweat. Love. Love. Love. Love.
Scripture in our walk.
Ready for departure.
But first,
Chipotle.
Sadder.


My home, my heart I leave in Cincinnati, Ohio.