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The next step was getting on a plane to go to Croatia
The next step was getting on a plane to go to Croatia. The flight was almost 12 hours and I hate flying so I was scared to death the whole time and it didn't help that I was alone sitting next to some crying infant in her mothers lap. I couldn't sleep at all on the plane. I even turned up my music real loud to try and drown out the crying but it seemed the baby would get louder when I did.
The food on the plane was awful and I was nervous about eating it as we have patients that come in the ER from food poisoning from airplane food. In the middle of the flight we must have gone through a storm because we had some pretty bad turbulence but since it was dark outside I couldn't see anything.
Finally I got to get off of that plane and catch a connecting flight. I walked through the airport and got something to eat at some health food stand. The food was gross but I was starving and it was the only thing opened at this hour of the night.
I then went to the next plane. This plane ride was better, much quieter. I was sitting next to the window and there was an empty seat between me and the other passenger and I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up we were landing.
As soon as I realized where I was I immediately got a lump in my throat and butterflies in my stomach. I am so nervous about seeing Luka. I am not even sure if he wants me here. He is supposed to pick me up at the airport.
I walked out of the baggage claim and into the pick up and drop off area to look for Luka. He was parked a few cars down and surprisingly ran up to hug me when he saw me.
Maybe he does miss me? This was absolutely not the reaction I thought I would get as we left things badly but I am okay with this so far. "I have missed you so much" Luka said to me in the middle of our embrace. It was good to hear his Croatian accent again.
He then put my suitcase in the trunk of his car and we were off to his family's house. When we got to his house he introduced me to all of his family and then he told me to close my eyes.
To my surprise he went into a room and got Joe. Luka told me to stay where I am and then he set Joe down on the floor. Joe walked over to me. I was so pleased and proud of him but yet I was saddened inside because I missed his first steps.
That was another memory that I could never get back. If I could I would turn back time just to watch my son take his first steps. It was getting late and Luka said that it was time for Joe to go to bed so we put him down.
Luka showed me around the house and offered me something to eat but I wasn't hungry at the time. I remember thinking about what kind of food they ate here and if I would like it or not but it turned out to be delicious and some restaurants offer Americanized versions of their food.
That night Luka and I shared a bed. Something we have not done in a very long time. We didn't sleep together, we just cuddled and talked for a while about everything that was going on. It felt so good to be in his arms again. I missed what it felt like to be wanted and to be loved.