The flight to Chicago was delayed after the plane was deemed inoperable. We boarded the first plane and had to wait while they worked on the plane for about an hour and a half until a new plane landed and we could be moved. Because the flight was delayed so much we didn’t think we would make it for our next flight to Indy however after landing we called the gate and told them we had 17 passengers on our way and explained the situation. As soon as we got off the plane we all ran to the next gate and thankfully they waited for us and we made it!
Landing at the Indianapolis airport, May 2nd, was quite the rush. I was nervous, excited, scared, happy, and sad all at the same time. Reality of the real world was about to hit hard. As I walked down the terminal I couldn’t help but to think about everything that had changed since I had been gone. When you go away for such a long time you start to think that your life back home was put on hold and when you get back you can just push play. When in reality life goes on. Accepting everything that has happened and coming to terms with it is one thing that is very hard to get use to.
Alex was the one who picked me up from the airport. At first I didn’t see him when I walked down the terminal but as soon as I did I snuck up behind him and whispered pssst right behind him. He immediately turned around and grabbed me. It was comforting to be in his arms again and was the first time I felt like I was home again. I might have cried when I landed on American soil again but I now know that it is time for me to be home…at least for now. It is time for me to be here with my friends and family.
