Home Sweet Home

We arrived home back in NH today. What a feeling!!! In the olden days, the best part of coming home from the airport was people could wait for you at the gate. Not these days. It is always curb side pick up, a cab, a bus or public transportation. Today was like the good old days. My dad and I turned the corner and to my surprise my mom stood there with her arms wide open for me to embrace. From my wheelchair, I stood up hugged her and cried. It was beautiful, I was home. This time it really was different. It was so amazing to be back home. Sometimes you really take that feeling for granted. It is a very interesting feeling to comprehend. My mood, my outlook, my hunger and my emotions changed on a dime. I was home where my family and friends were close. I had the confidence in knowing I was no longer in a place where I felt helpless and confined. My spirits wondered as I gazed at familiar sites. I could not wipe the smile from my face as I would soon re-unite with my baby son and wife. This is the most time I had ever spent away from Katherine and ironically he was part of that. I was afraid he would not know who I was, I really was. I was afraid my voice would be lost in his small little brain. This however was not the case. After a long journey from Manchester to Grantham, to Hanover, the time had come for me to see Alek and Kat again.
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It was deja vu. As I saw Kat and Alek, I smiled and cried and we embraced. I could have held them forever. There is truly nothing like the love that I already feel for this baby. I know there is not other emotion like this. I sat down and put him in my lap. Our eyes gazed at each other as if we were in sync. My voice opened his eyes like the light during the first seconds of his life. Dada was home. Dada was holding me. Dada loves me. A great moment.

It was soon time to sleep, which is a word that had slipped from my vocabulary for a week plus. Sleep was non-existent up until now. I was finally able to sleep and relax in the comfort of my family. I was able to hug Kat, I was able to hold her hand, I was able to feel her touch. Touch, another line item in our life that is taken for granted. It should almost be one of the food groups. We all want it, we all need it. It makes us happy. Thus it is declared, I now add touch to the "Beinder Food Book."