As I sit here eating peanut butter from a spoon, I am thinking about all the people who were enjoying their holidays, dream vacations, who are now trying to get home and can’t.  I reflect on a CBC story of some Canadians who were trying to find flights home from Morocco and couldn’t. The airlines were, and still are either grounded, or they can’t find connecting fights to get them to Canada.  I usually never feel ready to come home after a week away.  About day 12 I get a little homesick, thinking about my family, my pets and my friends.  I could not imagine the feelings that some of…