Here I am in Israel standing next to an olive tree in a mock up village made to look as it did in the time of Jesus in Nazareth. Our trip to the Holy land was ten days long. It was a trip of a lifetime. It will takes months to process all we did and saw while there. Unfortunately my wife of 29 years couldn't come with me though I really wish she had. There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't think of her and how she was doing. There are two sayings that come to mind about this situation: "Out of sight, out of mind" and "Distance makes the heart grow fonder." In our case I am glad to say that distance did indeed make our hearts grow fonder. It was kinda nice to come home and know how much she missed me and how much I missed her. Now I have been away on overseas trips before for the same length of time without my wife and each time the result has been the same. We realize just how much we mean to each other. How much we miss each other. How much we have become a part of each others lives. How there is something missing when the other is not present. Yet with all the longings of the heart I think that time apart is what we sometimes need because we can fall into a routine and begin to take each other for granted. We basically become an appendage and forget that we are each individuals and there was something special about each other that caused us to fall in love in the first place and distance and time apart can bring that back into focus. You see, it's not what she does for me but rather it is simply who she is and how she makes me feel when she is around. It's her smile, her laughter, her dark eyes that can see right through me. It's how she keeps me honest and grounded. It's how she makes my heart skip a beat and makes my head swim. I know it sounds like some sort of affliction but I think that is exactly what love is. I've been afflicted and I hope I never recover. It's so good to be home and for me home is wherever Veronica is.
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