home. finally.

after a chaotic 20 days of striving to be strong...
after flying for 18+ hours and driving an additional 2...
after tasteless flight food & confused immigration officials...
after lugging all our luggage off the conveyor belts & then the car into our small yet cozy drawing room...
after having a nice, non-elaborate self-cooked dinner...
after sinking into the lovely couch we bought together...
after a night's good sleep under the warm covers on a cold, rainy night...
after spending the morning in shorts & a tee...
after looking at the overcast sky for hours...
after procrastinating on unpacking...
i know. i'm finally "home".

it's an amazing feeling for me. after years of feeling rootless, of being confused when asked "where are you from?" i finally know. home is right here. with V. it always will be.