In talking to my mother-in-law this week, I realized that is has been a year since my sister-in-law's wedding. (Happy anniversary, Michelle!) That means that it has been a year since I've been on an airplane. How time flies (no pun intended)! I don't think I've ever gone a year in my life without flying. My dad was a Delta and Marine pilot (and now works for Boeing), so I've been in and around planes since I was a tiny baby. I must say that I'm not missing any of the travel these days. My heart belongs in North Carolina now. =)
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