obligations and celebrations

My brother Tom's National Guard unit was deployed to Egypt last year. He's back now, and my family is having a welcome home party for him this weekend. So tomorrow I'll be flying to Cleveland via Baltimore. I've been through Baltimore a lot and it's a decent airport. Big enough to have decent restaurants, small enough to get around in and not worry about missing a connection.

I have this vague, uneasy feeling about the trip this time. Can't say why, or even what about, but it's there. It's not about the flying part, either, but the being there part. I suppose I'll find out soon enough.