This morning was different. With prayer and a good meal I feel good. My God Bless all of family and friends.
I landed last night around 4 PM. When I arrived my heart was pounding. My mind was full of fear. I just wanted to get on the next plane home. This was truly the start of a new part of my life. The weather was hot and muggy. When I arrived at my hotel I went right to my room and I started to weep. I know this is what and where I should be. I spent the first night in my room trying to compose myself. With a lot of praying and understanding that what I was feeling is the loss of my family and friends. How lucky I am to have so many people in my life that love me. For it is this love that I have that made me feel the way I did. I would not give this pain of loss up for nothing. As it say's in the book The Art of Happiness (some pain is good pain) I had just forgotten and had to remind myself.