My phone buzzed and I knew that my lovely bride had landed and even disembarked from the plane. She was heading my way. I needed to get up the elevator, knowing that this was as far as I could go to meet her without a ticket. I wanted to be waiting there.

I had tarried just a tad too long, and saw her heading my way. I snapped picture after picture of her heading my way. She was texting me to tell me she was there.

At last, we were together again.