My early morning flight takes off over Manhattan, and I’m blessed with a view of the entire burough stretching out below me. Down there, my daughter is still sleeping. An entire city waits to greet this new day that is just about to begin.
I watch out the window until we are over New Jersey, and then I pull the shade and fall asleep. Soon, I’ll be home in Chicago. But, for now, my own new day can wait.
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That is what it feels like when we land, right? Like a new day of our own begins. Love the pic!!
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Neat picture. I always think about what my daughter is doing when I leave her in Wisconsin and I go home without her.
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I loved reading your slices and hearing about your spring break adventures in New York! Hopefully, see you for SOL next year!
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