Safe Harbor

There was a lot of buzz aboard the airplane as we made our final decent into Phoenix. It was interesting to fly into the valley from the east, as I have only re-entered from Utah north of us. We opened our little window to the beautiful view of Four Peaks and Saguaro Lake beneath us. Chanel and I began to play the naming game as we recognized landmarks and called out famous buildings we could see. As we descended lower and lower, we noticed the Mesa Temple, the US-60, and finally Sky Harbor Airport. We were finally home with Isabella safe and sound. Arizona has never looked so illustrious. Chanel's mother is picking us up in a few minutes, and we are still on the plane as a group of "snow birds" struggle to exit their seats. We both are anxious to see our families, and it is hard to be patient right now. All that stands between us and our loved ones is baggage claim. As we exit the plane and walk through the terminal, we both notice a kind of erie hush throughout the airport. It was a reverence that calmed Chanel and I after we had done so much traveling. and running around. As we waited in baggage claim, Chanel's mother and Rylan walked in, with Rylan carrying a bouquet of flower for his mom. Chanel fell to her knees, despite the pain from her cesarian incision, and weeped as she held her little boy in her arms. Chanel was once again happy, and finally, we could go home.