The next day I made a second trip to the airport to pick up Priya (my sister-in-law). And again, I was so excited and just couldn't wait. I was beyond ecstatic to be driving to the airport AGAIN to pick up my very own family. It was an amazing feeling, especially since they came after almost 2 years!
| Mordecai Park in front of Andrew Johnson's Home |
| Trolley Tour |
| Painting Nails |
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| Gingerbread House built by Priya, Vikas, Karan, & Shalu |
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| Ravi, Karan, Shalu, Priya, &Vikas playing CLUE |
Then, suddenly, Monday arrives!! I make yet another trip to the airport.....BUT, this was now a totally different feeling..... The opposite of happy and exciting and ecstatic. Priya was now leaving after just 3 days.....3 awesome, fun-filled days and nights. I couldn't believe her visit was done. Wasn't I just picking her up from the airport??!! Since Vikas (my brother) was still staying with us for another 3 days, it didn't feel like a complete Good Bye with Priya. I was still happy that at least someone was still going to be 'visiting us' :) :)
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| Vikas with Karan & Shalu at Memories for Marcus |
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| Memories for Marcus at The Draft |
And then.........AGAIN it was time for the airport!!!! This time it was an awful feeling. I didn't want to go at all. I had an empty feeling in my heart. I didn't want Vikas to leave. I really didn't. Since the last few days had been so relaxing and laid back, he became a part of our routine. It was so comforting to come home from work and have him sitting on the sofa watching TV and working. I didn't want it to end. I didn't want him to leave. I didn't want to say Good-Bye!!
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| Saying Good-Bye at RDU :( |
One thing is for sure though......That very SAME Airport also has the power to create many, many Precious Moments which go on to become Cherished Memories...And that is ALL that really matters.





Aww. This is so sweet. We are so glad we were a Le to come and spend quality time with everyone. Hope to see you all sooner than later.
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