The night I left

The night I left, I was a jumble of emotions.

I wondered how the next 30 days would be for me.

If I would survive the weather.

If Jaden would be a big boy when I came home.

If my parents would be worried sick.

If anyone would even notice that I was gone.

The night I left, I watched the lights on the wing of the aircraft blink.

And I blinked back tears.

It lifted off, and I knew I couldn't turn back.

For the first time in my life, I was utterly alone.

The night I left, I was scared to death.

*This entry was written on the 13th of December last year at 4.40am when I was still in Beijing. Blogger and other blog sites are blocked in China so I could not publish this