11/29/13: Short flight to Chicago before the long flight to Brussels!

I’m writing this post in seat 1A of the teensiest plane to Chicago. A short flight so who need much space?! Oh. My ears just popped… Such a Great feeling. Looking out the window as we fly through and then above the clouds is quite humbling. If there is a heaven, not only do I hope to go to it, but I hope it’s like this view I have above the clouds! We must be flying low because every so often land and buildings appear through breaks in the clouds. This is how I imagine heaven…somehow floating above but being able to still see a bit of the world I left behind. I think I’m feeling my mortality a bit more these days; and the preciousness of time and love.