I dropped him off last night.
I feel like I've held in my tears for several weeks.
Last night, they flowed.
I had to pull over a couple of times on my way home to calm myself down.
No return flight is painful, scary, and sad.
He told me he'd see me before I knew it.
I hope so.
His flight to JFK was delayed two hours.
They had to find him a new connecting flight, so he doesn't leave New York until 8:30 tonight.
Hopefully he'll be able to rest today as he waits.
I miss him already.
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