Air Space

Dear all,

Here I am at 3800 feet.  I’ve entered US airspace, which thrills me.

I am looking forward to US immigration.  After the immigration officer reviews your passport suspiciously and grills you as to why you would like to enter the US, he hands you your passport, looks you in the eye and says, “Welcome home.”  

Every expat here agrees it is the sweetest of moments.  Makes me well up every time. 

Then you pass through the gates and into the land of freedom, liberty and medium rare burgers.  Some days I wonder how we could ever have left.  It is just such so good to be home.

With love from England,

T-Ann