HOME SWEET HOME

The announcement of the pilot’s voice breaks through my reverie,that was when I realized I have been staring for a long time jotted me out of my completed gaze and I looked up to the window to see the familiar light

"We're in our final approach to the airport, so please remain seated and keep your seat belts fastened" My eyes drifted open when I heard the pilot's voice telling us that we were about to land.

The announcement from the pilot jolts me out of my contented daze, and i look out the window to see the familiar sight of the airport below. The wheels of the plane touch down with a gentle thump, and i feel the familiar lurch as the plane slows to a stop.

"Well, here we are," I said , my voice tinged with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

My heart was pounding in my chest, the adrenaline of the moment coursing through my veins. I could feel a mix of emotions running through me - excitement, nervousness, and a sense of adventure. I unbuckle my seat belt, suddenly feeling restless.

I turn to Williams, my eyes wide. "I can't believe we're finally here," i said, unable to contain my emotions. "I'm so nervous, but also so excited."

The plane landed, the staircase rolled down for the passengers to come down and we did.

My phone rung out loudly and I pulled out my phone from my pocket, the screen lighting up with the name of the caller. My mom's name flashed across the screen, and i quickly answered the call.

"Hi, Mom!" I said, my voice full of excitement.

"Oh, honey, I'm so happy to hear your voice!" your mom replied, her voice full of emotion. "We can't wait to see you!"

“My driver is waiting already,it shouldn’t be hard for you to see him” dad said and just immediately I looked around, trying to spot the person my dad was talking about. My eyes landed on an older man holding a piece of paper with my childhood photo on it. As I made my way towards him, i realized that he was the driver your dad had arranged to pick me up.

"Hi," I said, approaching the man with a smile.

"I'm assuming you're the driver?" The man returned my smile, and his eyes lit up as he recognized na.

"Yes, I am," he said. "It's nice to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you."

“And meet my boyfriend,Williams”I added and he bowed to Williams

“Nice meeting you”he said to William

"Thank you for coming to pick me up," I said, my voice was warm. "I really appreciate it." The man gave me a small bow, his face beaming with pride.

"It is my pleasure, Miss," he said. "I'm honored to be able to help you. Shall we head to the car?" I nodded, and the man led us to a sleek black sedan parked nearby. He opened the door for me, and I slid into the backseat. As I settled in, I noticed a small vase of fresh flowers on the seat next to me.

I reached out and gently touched the vase, admiring the delicate flowers within.

"These are beautiful," I said, turning to the driver. "Did you get these?" The driver nodded, his face flushed with pride.

"I did, Miss," he said. "I wanted to make sure you had a warm welcome when you arrived. I hope you like them." I couldn't help but smile at his thoughtfulness, touched by his gesture.

"I love them," I said sincerely. "Thank you so much."

“I will love if I could lodge at a hotel,it wouldn’t be nice of me to follow you home like this”William suggested

I nodded in agreement, my mind racing with the thought of imposing William on my family.

"I think that's a good idea," I said.

"I wouldn't want to intrude on your family time." Williams said .

"It's no intrusion at all," I said.

“I understand if you'd prefer to have your own space. I know how important it is to feel comfortable at home when you're away from home." I let out a sigh of relief, grateful for his understanding. "Thank you for being so considerate," I said.

“Please find us a nice and suitable hotel”I said to the driver

The driver nodded, already typing away at his phone. "Absolutely, Miss," he said.

We headed home after dropping William at the hotel and I could feel my heart

The drive home was silent, the weight of my impending visit hanging heavy in the air. As the familiar streets of my hometown came into view, I felt a mixture of emotions - excitement, nervousness, and a tinge of sadness. I looked out the window, memories flooding my mind as I took in the sights of my childhood. The neighborhood I grew up in, the park where I played, the school I attended. It all felt so familiar, and yet so different.

Everything looked the same, but it also felt like a million years had passed. The houses that once seemed so huge now looked small and quaint, and the kids I once knew were now grown adults with children of their own. It was as if time had frozen in my absence, but had continued to march forward without me. I felt a pang of sadness at the realization that I had missed so much.

"We're here," the driver said, pulling up to my childhood home. You took a deep breath, gathering your courage before getting out of the car.

As I stood on the sidewalk, I felt like a child again, my small hand clutching my mother's as I walked up to the front door. I reached out and rang the doorbell, my heart pounding in my chest. I heard footsteps inside, and then the door swung open, revealing my mother's smiling face.

"Hello, dear," she said, her voice warm and welcoming. "It's so good to see you." I felt a wave of emotion wash over me as I hugged my mother tight.

"I've missed you so much," I said, my voice thick with emotion.

My mother held me close, her arms wrapping around me like a warm blanket.

"I've missed you too, sweetheart," she said.

"It's been far too long." I stood there, soaking up the feeling of being home again. After a moment,I pulled away, looking into my mother's eyes.

"I'm so happy to be here," I said, my voice sincere.

"I can't wait to catch up and tell you all about my life." My mother smiled, her eyes twinkling.

"I can't wait to hear all about it," she said. "But first, let's get...settled in and have some tea." She stepped aside, inviting me into the house. I walked through the door, feeling like I was stepping back in time. The entryway was exactly as I remembered, with the same pictures on the wall and the same familiar smell. It was as if I had never left. My mother led me to the living room, where she has set out a tray of tea and cookies. "Make yourself at home," she said. "I'll be right back."