All my bags are packed
I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin'
It's early morn
The taxi's waitin'
He's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome
I could die
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
Now the time has come to leave you
One more time
Let me kiss you
Then close your eyes
I'll be on my way
Dream about the days to come
When I won't have to leave alone
About the times, I won't have to say
So kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go
Ten days in 2003. Three days in 2004. Fourteen days in 2005. Twenty days in 2006. Five days in 2007. Thirty-five days in 2008. Five days in 2009.
Nine trips, totalling 92 days that paid very well, but took me away from home. Four of those trips took me over the Pacific to support US-Korean war games.
Packing suitcases. Triple-checking itineraries, tickets, passport, hotel reservations, taxis, and airport shuttles. Long goodbyes. Sleeping on the flight. Making airport layovers and transfers. Finding my hotel.
I learned a couple programming languages that I don't use anymore. Discussed a new feature on a program that isn't used anymore. Supported a wargame in preparation of a war I pray never happens. Observed how my program interacted with other programs made by other companies. Got paid good money.
Missed only one birthday.
I know the kids are glad to have me home all the time now. Although...my last flight in '09 wasn't the last time I was away from my precious children.
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