Airborne

So, 48 hours from right now I will be winging my way toward Atlanta, with my final destination in North Carolina. Lawrence and I are going to visit a high school friend who I haven't seen in 8 years but who was always patiently waiting in the background and whenever we did connect on e-mail, blog or phone, it was as if we were neighbors.  She is pregnant with her fourth (final?) little one and so I just impulsively bought a plane ticket.

Not at all like me!  First, voluntarily flying - unusual.  Second, it's the first thing I've put on a credit card in 6 years.   Crazy. Now it is here, we head up to the airport hotel tomorrow after work and it's hard to believe I am actually going.  I think it will be great but I am nervous, and not just about the flight.  This is someone who hasn't really seen me since high school.  How much have I changed? Will we get along as well in person still?  Will Lawrence feel comfortable or retreat into not-so-socially-acceptable behaviors? 

Deep breaths, it's supposed to be a vacation after all!  I am excited about everything except the plane.