Live blog 3

I am so tired.

I slept for about an hour, but I did not rest.

I woke up to telephone conversations on either side of me, mingling into one mixed up story in my head, lol.  Once I was awake, I became aware of a situation over at Customer Service, there was a very angry man (possibly drunk or on drugs…or maybe just overtired like me).  I thought at a couple points he was going to slug the service rep.  He finally demanded to have the reps name, at which point he became enraged, claiming the rep swore obscenities at him.  He finally stormed off shouting the F word, and security showed up a few minutes later.

I can’t imagine what set him off, but he didn’t feel he was getting what he needed from customer service, and I couldn’t hear what they said to him, but I pray to God they didn’t drop the F bomb at him like he claimed.  What an unhappy person.

Going to try to sleep again…appreciate the prayers 🙂

 

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Live Blog 2

Watching the third flight come and go since we got here.

Grins and scowls

Harried and hurried, stressed out and worried,  happy-go-lucky, take it as it comes

Extroverted chatter, quick glances and shy smiles

All the colors of the rainbow, lol.  Red, yellow, black and white

Short and tall, thin and full, elder and younger

Familiar personalities, yet strangers still.

 

 

Live blog #1

We will sleep in shifts.  My daughter took a nap, and while she slept, I scoped out the place the best I could from my vantage point.  I found several outlets (that she had told me there were none of), one just one row over.  As soon as she woke up, we moved all our stuff over there and plugged in…this way she can charge her phone and I can blog and play on facebook.

I said I’ve so far seen a couple or three “familiar faces” here.  Right now, I’m on the verge of tears, because sitting right across from me is a sweet middle-aged couple who remind me so much of my own parents.  The man is a hefty man with a deep voice, and a kind smile.  Every once in awhile, we make eye contact, then look away awkwardly.  I wonder who I remind him of.

His wife just joined him, put on her readers and pulled out her tablet.  I am sure that if Mom had lived to now, she would have one of these and play her games while she waited for her flight.

 

 

Live blogging Prelude

May 1.

We got up at 3am, got showers and coffee, then loaded up the car to head out for our flight to the Northwest.  All was
perfectly on track, until about halfway there, traffic stopped.

Prayers commenced.

Traffic was at a standstill for 90 minutes,

Tears commenced….prayers continued…a little more desperate now.

See, I’ve been planning, and pining, and waiting for this day.  I get to fly to my daughter’s home to assist her and my daughter in law who are both delivering babies this month.  I haven’t seen them for two years, two of my grandchildren, I haven’t even met yet, and the other was just a tiny infant when we told them goodbye and headed for Canada.

After a gruelling 90 minutes, traffic cleared, and by breaking the speed limit, we were able to make the airport with about 40 minutes to departure time.

IN OUR DREAMS.

But, hope springs eternal, and we gave it our all.

Security was PAINFULLY slow.  I have never in my life seen so many people who cannot follow simple directions! Mommas, please, teach your children how to listen…and how to do what they are told, they may need it one day.  There were about 200 people going through security at the same time as we, and for some reason all the other lines were clicking through quickly and relatively painlessly, except ours.  One hold up after another.

Finally made it through security and made a run for our departure gate.

We missed it by five minutes.  The plane was gone, and we were directed to Customer Service.

More tears…followed by a deep peace, and words ringing echoing through my mind that I didn’t put there, but they brought comfort, nonetheless.  “Jesus, I trust in you”

Anita at customer service tried to reroute us same day, but each attempt was met with no empty seats on one connecting
flight or another.  On to Plan B.  We are camping out in the airport…but before you feel too sorry for me, keep in mind,
one of my favoritest things to do is to watch/study people…and what better place to do so, than an airport.  So far,
I’ve seen the double for my daughter’s father-in-law, and an elderly version of a former boss of mine, who, incidentally
appears to be married to the husband of one of my dear Invisible friends.  I feel like I’m in the twilight zone, lol.

Stay tuned, I’m sure there will be some fun stuff.