A Love-Hate Relationship

I have a love-hate relationship with the DFW airport.

I love it when it brings Joe to me and when it brings me to Joe.

I hate it when it takes Joe back home and when it welcomes me back to Dallas.

I loved it this past Thursday when I drove there after work to greet my amazing boyfriend and I hated it on Monday morning when I had to drive there at 4:30am so that Joe could go back home.

I am grateful for the DFW airport because without it I would never be able to see Joe, but a lot of the time I absolutely hate it.