Home Is Where The Heart Is

Just wanted to share the happy news, that, after counting the days and nights, Jason is finally home!

He was trying to beat jetlag, but it is 7:00 am Cambodia time, so Jason ended up getting knocked out and is now sound asleep.

He is of course happy to be home, but I feel that I’m more at home, now that he’s home. Does that make sense? I guess home is where the heart is, and so in a way, I’m glad to be home!