I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again

  Before the sun comes up tomorrow I will be on my way to the airport, heading to Missouri to do a field installation for the company I work for. As of right now I am scheduled to fly out tomorrow at 8:00 in the morning and I am scheduled to fly home on Friday, October 8th. I will be gone for two weeks.

  I picked up a netbook for myself so that I will be able to stay in touch with all of you in the blogosphere–a little bit of normalcy while living so far away from my family. I do not know how regularly I will be posting or visiting my favorite blogs over the next two weeks, but I do intend to try to post regularly–as well as visit my regular blogs– from my hotel room at night.

  Those that know me know that I have a fear of flying–I have never flown before, this is my first time–but I have reconciled myself over the last six weeks to the fact that this was something that I could not avoid. Those that know me also know that the most important thing in my life is my family, I do not like to be away from them at all–my family is my life.

  While I am nervous about flying, I have been able to prepare myself for it, but with all the mental preparation there is one aspect of this trip that I have not been able to accept yet. And that is the fact that I will be leaving my family for two weeks. As nervous as I am about flying tomorrow, I am even more upset at the fact that I will be leaving behind my wife and children boys (they are no longer children) and will not see them for the duration of this trip.

  Flying may be something that I am not looking forward to, but I have reconciled myself to the reality of the flight, but still I can’t help but feel remorse that I will be leaving my loved ones behind.

  It is odd, but as I prepare to leave my family for two weeks I can’t help but think of our troops and of the sacrifices they make for us. I am leaving for just two weeks and it breaks my heart, but so often our troops leave behind their families to fight for us and they are gone for a year. They leave behind their loved ones to fight for our country, not knowing what their future holds, so I feel a little selfish complaining about the fact that work has called me away for two weeks. My impending trip helps to drive home to me the point of how much our heroes sacrifice for us.

    I love and admire those that have chosen to serve our country and as I prepare to leave my family I realize on a small level exactly what these people have to go through.

  To all of our troops I say thank you for all that you do, and to my family I say thank you for always being there for me. I am sorry that I will not be there for you for a couple of weeks, but please know that you will still be in my heart and I love you all.

  I leave you with the words of John Denver:

All my bags are packed I’m ready to go
I’m standin’ here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin’ it’s early morn
The taxi’s waitin’ he’s blowin’ his horn
Already I’m so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you’ll wait for me
Hold me like you’ll never let me go
Cause I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go